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Originally Posted by Reggie Dunlop
As kids, my brother and I used to periodically have our bikes stolen. We'd just walk a couple of blocks over to the neighborhood moron's house and it would be right there, laying on the front lawn.
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Haha. That happened to me when I was a kid. My bike got stolen and a few days later I was walking to my piano lesson
, and along the way, I saw my bike laying on someone's lawn. Me and my buddy egged that house relentlessly over the next few weeks until my stepmom noticed that alot of eggs were going missing and questioned me about it.