{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "Well, the other day someone knocked on my door and asked if I was selling Blue Bitch\nIt's been in my driveway since I got it...", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/189914989893/", "html": "

kontextmaschine:

Well, the other day someone knocked on my door and asked if I was selling Blue Bitch

It’s been in my driveway since I got it from the garage when the 919 got stolen and got a new electrical harness installed but that didn’t kill the gremlins so it was a sculpture

And I was thinking finally yeah maybe I should call him up on the number he left, let someone else deal with it.

Well, until I went out for a late dinner at 1 and when I got back at 230 it was gone

I mean not like I didn’t know motorcycles could be stolen from that driveway

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And lest I advance wrong causes I should specify I recognize the thief as my superior here - we both wanted to possess it, but he made his will matter in a way I didn’t.

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