GRRRR some jerk stole my bike while I was in acting class.
What’s worst is the jerks didn’t even leave any trace of my lock. So I ended up walking around dumbly for 20 mins looking for the bike.
I went to the security office on campus, and they told me to call the Toronto Police services. I called the police (4168082222) and within the first few questions, it became very clear to me that I would never see the bike again.
At first is was supposed to be another clingy kid, but doesn’t “Thirteen kids, One Guy, and a Koala” sound like a show you’d find on TLC? You know, like these other fine television programs: