Dude, chill out.

I’m not going to sit here and make any excuses. I did it. I took your bike last week.

It’s not like you were using it! You were in class. Seriously, are you going to keep acting like a selfish kid with a toy, or what? Get over yourself.

Are you going to tell me it’s my fault there’s a boot on my car in the handicap parking spot next? Why the hell should they get to decide who gets to park where? It’s a free country!

And then I’ll bet you say it’s my fault for wrecking my own bike last month too. Like I’m supposed to be able to control the traffic on I-80.

Ted, that BMX X-Treme is my dream. Maybe if you had dreams you would understand.

I didn’t even mention it was over 90 degrees outside! Nobody should have to walk to and from class in that kind of weather. I can’t believe you’re even suggesting that I should have walked. That’s messed up.

How do you know I didn’t go to class? What, just because I skipped all of last week to play Call of Duty, I’m a bad student now? Maybe you should take a class in chilling the hell out.

What do you mean the seat is broken now? I just welded it higher so you can jump easier. I’m looking out for you.

I’m using the back tire right now for another project, but I’m going to bring it back once I get a new one.

I don’t have time for this, Ted. I gotta go meet up with some guys going to a UFC tailgate tonight.

Oh, hey, do you think I could borrow like 20 bucks until tomorrow?