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For eight years I refused to put on a helmet while riding a bicycle in Los Angeles. Why? I refused to associate myself with those people. They still bug me no end. I was commuting home one day and three humorless fucks ripped by me... and then slowed down so I passed them. Then there was a downhill so they ripped by me... and then slowed down so I passed them. Then there was another downhill so they ripped by me... and then slowed down. As I passed them I said You know, you guys could say hi or some shit like we like each other. I mean, you've been failing to taillight me for ten miles now. They mumbled "sorry" and fell the fuck back. Fucking hate LA bikers.