Just think what the gang will say when you spring this one on them! Coming from nowhere, out of the dark, with a sharp stick in your hand! Ow ow ow ow! Yes, here you go, all you guys who pushed me down and took my money and jerked up my shorts in my butt where they got stuck and then you let the air out of my tires? Remember me? Huh? GANG?
Love the poetry: In spite of all its beauty he never knew theft’s sorrow / Protected by Schwinn’s Cyclic No one but friends could borrow.
Away with you, thief in a suit!