I Hope My bike Takes You Straight To Hell
One of those bizarre coincidence things again this morning. I was looking for a Christmas prezzie for (well, I’m not going to tell you who, in case they’re reading this. Let’s just say that they DO ride a bike) over on threadless.com where I found this:
I was thinking of ordering and mulling it over while looking down through a bunch of RSS stuff in Google Reader, when this from Fredcast jumped out and bit me on the nose. That’s great marketing for this T-shirt!













That really sums up how we feel about bike thieves. Absolutely fantastic.
This reminds me of a motorbike I had at University (a Honda PC50 peddle & pop with a sky blue chassis and white plastic flaring - god how I loved that retro styled piece of rubbish). It went missing one day from outside Canterbury West train station and broke my heart. When I rang the police they were totally, utterly uninterested. When I rang them again ‘cos I remembered I’d be fettling with the bike and the rear brake was disconnected they were suddenly very concerned the thief might have a serious accident…. I hope that bike took them straight to hell. (I know, a motorbike’s not a pushbike, but same concept.)
In Holland there is, I understand, a widely-held belief that stealing a bike is the lowest thing you can do on the karma scale and that it will definitely come back and bite you… let’s hope so!