My friend Tall John is back from most-of-a-year in New Zealand!
Tall John: I wonder if I remember how to ride a bike.
Me, handing him my bike: Haha well they say you never forget
He lifts his leg and sits down, and then tries to ride off. Too bad for him I have great reflexes and grabbed on before he could go.
Tall John: Aww. I was gonna steal it.
Me: I know. I wasn’t going to let you.
Tall John: You should write a Tall Tale about this. Only, you should make it so I actually did steal your bike and then came back a couple minutes later.
Me, pulling out my phone: That’s a good idea actually, I’m gonna-
And then he stole my bike.
Me: Mother fucker.
(Yes, I got it back)
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