Someone who lives in my building had fun Saturday night with their motorcycle. Or did something deeply regrettable, I’m not sure. What I do know is that loud revving could be easily heard and that the perfume of burnt rubber was in the air. At 1:30am.
But check the damage done to the tire, it’s almost worn right through. The asphalt beneath is worn through and melted too.
Someone has a big weiner. You can tell.
I made another squid:
Albino rabbit eyes.