He stopped next to me at the light, and when he took his hands off the handlebars and shook them, they seemed boneless. But they couldn't have been, because when the light went green he regained his grip and rode off ahead of me.
Tonight I yelled at a guy I saw outside my house and then he said "Discreet?" and I realized he was from the critter control company. I still feel terrible about it.
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