confidential to the lady who's always watering her lawn at 11th and Q
It's January. STOP WATERING YOUR FUCKING LAWN, YOU STUPID BITCH. THANKS TO THE EVER-PRESENT PUDDLE OF STANDING WATER AT YOUR INTERSECTION, I WIPED OUT ON MY BIKE TONIGHT.
Somebody headed in the opposite direction stopped to make sure I was okay, which was nice. Also nice: the helmet I was wearing, which I felt impact the pavement. But my knees are bloody, my bike is fucked up, and I am not happy. It's not getting any greener, dumbass. If there had been a car behind me, I wouldn't have the luxury of whining on the internet. How about we just knock off the perpetual water-wasting, mkay?
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Damn, too many people I know are having accidents recently on there bikes. I'm glad that you're only bruised, Tom. What the hell is she doing watering her fucking lawn in the middle of the winter anyway?
Also, I apparently do not know the difference between "there" and "their." Public schools, you failed me again!
you really need to tell her this in person! she should know she caused you to hurt yourself.
Yeah, maybe I will leave a note. On the other hand, I've been through that puddle without incident many times before, and water on the street is the kind of thing I need to be prepared for.
On the other other hand, I'm sore as hell today.
Sorry about the accident, but you'll have to take her hose from her cold, dying hands. This is America!
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