Who's worse, the idiot kids, or the idiot parents that let them do burn-outs on the patio?

I was going to say, Chlorine for the gene pool. But the rider fell off.

Nice bunch of friends too: They love a good burnout, but they love an epic fail even more and would rather make fun of him and watch again on their F***ing phones than help him fish the bike out. About what you'd expect.

Possibly some of this has to do with the cancerous spread of the pustulent, degenerate, stupid little "COOL" word throughout the world.

I met a guy years ago (the late '60s maybe) That had decided to travel around North America on a bike. He would ride 'till he ran out of money, sell the bike and get a job for a while 'till he could buy another old bike and travel some more. One of the bikes was an Ariel Square four, and one of the cylinders crapped out. He got drunk at a party, got it up on a diving board, managed to start it, and did a wheely into a pool. I remember he had lacquered over a huge bug ("almost knocked me off the bike") on the center of his helmet.