Had a friend in Philly who had his bike stolen. Custom paint job, BMX, it was his bike, no doubt about it. He knows who stole it too, sees a shady character every day, and eventually sees him riding it. He yells at the dude, that’s my bike, and I’m going to get it back.

One day he sees it chained up to a sign. Happens to be right near a hardware store, and goes in, gives the worker his phone as collateral for some bolt cutters, goes out, cuts the chain off, and takes his bike back.

This all happened while we were at a party at his house, and he walks in all triumphant, it was pretty spectacular shit.