Originally Posted by
thin cover
^^^^^happened to me, 3k bike stolen off my rear porch. My buddy who owns the bike shop in town where I bought it calls me 2 months later and says I have found your bike. The moron bum who stole it went to the shop looking for a water bottle and free stickers. He scratched the serial numbers off and painted the bike jet black, even the fucking front and rear shocks, asshole. I grabbed my buddy ran out of the office, as my bike shop owner friend followed the guy in his truck to the local supermarket. I confronted him, he threw his gatorade and ben jerry's ice cream at me and ran the other way. I chased him down got a hold of him, ripped the shirts right off his back, he takes a swing at me, misses, and I just straight choke slammed him to the ground. Then called the cops, he squirms away while I am fumbling for the cell phone, and takes another poke at me and missed again, my buddy comes and clothes lines him into a bush and we was down for the count and he shit his pants, it fucking stunk. Whole supermarket watching, cops came, he confessed, I went to court, he is now in jail. Fucker even had the balls to lock my stolen bike up, cop had to reach into his shit covered pants to get the keys. Turns out it was his 3,234th offense. Put these fuckers away, but not before you get to beat their ass. I hope you find your skis and that your victory is as sweet as mine was.