Nothing Beats a Street Bike
I was taking a leisurely stroll thru the East Village this past weekend and came across this amazing street bike. I’ve never been a fan per se, but how could I not stop and admire a classic? The fact that this was just SITTING on the sidewalk unguarded had me floored, but on top of that IT HAD A “FOR SALE” SIGN ON IT!! Are.You.Kidding.Me? I didn’t even have to ask about the price of this “diamond in the rough” because I knew right off the bat that it was a complete and utter piece of crap. I’m pretty sure Jack Lalanne died on this bike, because If you look closely at the seat you can still see the shit stains from his postmortem bowl movement.
Weight belt and arthritis required to ride this ride.
Jack Lalanne, may he rest in the push-up position.
