My Dad and I decided to have fish and chips tonight, I went down on my bike. I was riding along in a world of my own, day dreaming about random stuff. I see this guy come out of the post office that I fancy the pants off.. So here's me trying to act all cool, I ride up the curb and then the next thing I know I land flat on my arse (or kinda on my hip)
I wish the ground would of swallowed me up and me disappear.. He then came over to me asked if I was okay, and he also said "I see you ride that bike everywhere, I thought by now you would of learnt how to ride it by now"He got into his car and drove off....
Well and now, I'm writing this thread with one really sore hip. It hurts so much
