well as im sure you are all aware, i had my bike stolen from the flat im staying at....
well as its just the flat that im living in till i find our own flat we've been looking for another one....
we found one and went to view it today, its cheap(ish) and nice so we decided to take it and when we left we went to meet the landlord so that we could sign the contract and on our way to meet him we were walking through hoxton... we were talking about my bike and that im annoyed as fuck... we see 6 minks on bikes and i don't give it much thought however my friend dougie is like "thats your fucking bike" and then i think "shhit should i say something or just let them ride past" before i came to a conclusion (obviously we were looking) they are like "wana buy a bike bruv?" then we reply "hmm how much, its nice!" then say "£70" and i think "shit what the fuck do i do then i realise its worth a lot more money and that i should just do it, so i go to a cash machine get the money and then hand them the money which was shit because they were scummy fucking cunts.... so we get it, go around the corner and then dougie phones the police straight away and then i see the police so we ran like fuck upto them and then told them the situation and they were straight on the case, dougie got in the back of the car and them they chased around trying to find them, they found two of them (i think) and they are going to be taken to court, apparently i might have a chance to get my money back through court.
Cuppa T on glasgowfgss.com:
Woo-hoo! london is a small city after all..