Exhibit A: A photograph of the victims: my bike and me.

(dog growls)

Exhibit B: Another photograph, WHATS MISSING from this picture? It'’s just me, WITHOUT MY BIKE!

Is this something you can share with the rest of us Amazing Larry?!? Pee-wee'’s Big Adventure

Happy Thanks-for-taking my bike Day. It all happened right outside my building and I guess I was asking for it with my cheap lock. I naively thought no one would bother stealing my crappy child's mountain bike. I learned my lesson, the hard way. I PAID for it at the bike store this afternoon. Now I have new bike, well new to me and in much better condition than my old wheels. But the squeaking sounds that I had become accustomed to with the old Grimper will likely never be heard again. Unless of course I see the person who stole my bike riding it down the road, in which case I would close-line thief and take my bike back.