Unless… maybe… he WASN’T???😅
*Hears chainsaw noises in the background
Maybe that other guy had his own “Oh no what have I done” moment when he thought harder about why the person next to him on the bus was being weird about cycle paths.
“What a tweest!”
Robot chicken!
I like how I know this story didn’t happen anywhere close to me since: no one calls them “cycle paths”, we hardly have any “bike lanes” anyway, and we definitely don’t have any trains to ride while discussing biking.
Now, if this had been a story about guns, trucks, and psychopaths, it would have been very relatable.
They’re “cycle paths” in some places.
bike polar disorder.
'scuse me, while I kiss this guy!
I’m hard of hearing as well. Good times.
There’s been a Toronto area bike store chain called The Cyclepath for forever, pretty good name
“How to wreck a nice beach”
#knowthesigns