When I was a kid, I liked to ignore the kickstand, I would get off my bike coming up the driveway, and let it wobble off onto the lawn. My dad saw me do this one time and quietly informed me that bikes don’t grow on trees.
Yet here we are.
My dog and I were exploring side trails. It’s probably a stolen bike left there by some ruffian, but why go to the trouble of hanging it on the branches of this tree? He’s going to have a rough time getting it down without bending spokes or knocking the chain off.