I am ashamed.
AND, he had a TERRIBLE end! Our friend told me that someone in California, where HE lives, wanted to
buy it. For 3K more than I PAID for it, so, I gave in. He even said they would pay the container fee to transport it from Toronto. OKAY! At least this person knows what they're getting, etc.
A couple of weeks later, we go down there for a visit. He asks me to 'hit the deck'. (Which is the outside balcony) I say sure. The door locks behind me. Ha. Ha. Very funny. Fine, while I'm out here, I'll just have myself a cigarette...
Then, I hear my name being called. HEY!! LOOK DOWN THERE!! IT'S SPIKE!!
Well, our FRIEND was the one that bought Spike. He also bought a SLEDGEHAMMER. To say watching poor Spike get it was a bit hard was an understatement. To say I was a bit 'peeved' was another. Didn't speak to him for almost 2 MONTHS for THAT little 'display'.
Yes, yes, I GET the fact that you didn't LIKE the motorcycle, but didja haff ta KILL him?
