A warm summer evening outside a random music venue, TheBear pulls out a Lucky and takes in the scene of a dozen fixed pedal cycles tied to the railings. TheBear detests this latest development in pointless personal transport chic and as he takes a drag on his Turkish roasted, TheBear utters a little prayer hoping for long years of excruciating arthritic pain for the cunts that ride them. He wishes he could afford one though….
From inside a tall , blonde tattooed female emerges; con greasy shorts and Iron Cross earrings…
Tattooed Female "Have you got a light?"
Tattooed Female "cheers..[insertband] were fucking awesome weren’t they??"
TheBear "Yes I enjoyed them lots, however [insert KiK style criticism)"
TheBear and Tattooed Female converse some more...
3 ciggies later…
Tattooed Female "so…what do you do?"
TheBear "I'm a [Bear], what about you?"
Tattooed Female "I'm a cycle courier!"
TheBear could hardly contain his excitement!! : http://tinyurl.com/m2dter
“Who are you with?”
At first startled, Tattooed Female looks well excited “Oh, just my mate, she’s inside…what about you are you with anyone?” (expectant look)
TheBear “No, I meant your firm, who are you with? I’m looking into getting into some courier work…”
Completely deflated Tattooed Female “oh…”