you bastige!

last night i was tormented in my sleep by a demon. he masqueraded as a french language professor, kidnapped me, my wife, a whole group of friends and strangers, and spirited us away to be captives in his farming complex deep beneath the dirtiest streets of san francisco.

i was able to break free, find out his name (it was not azazel, but it was close), free some of the surviving captives, and recover my stolen bike.

when i got back to my home, i was distraught to find that the fackin demon had removed my curly handlebars and given me straight ones.

aaaaarrrrrgggghhhh!!!!