Saturday, September 18, 2010

I fixed it, right?

A good while ago, when we slept on my friend Krista's roof during Slaughterama, we appearently left a couple tiny wheels under the stairs since a few bikes obviously broke.  When we came back for Best Friends Day and partied on the same roof we realized the wheels were still there as well as a bike that once had a front wheel and no longer did.  Thinking quick (and inebriatedly) I threw the tiny wheel into the fork.  Perfect right?

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