Without horses, the adventure unfolds with a bicycle as a Jolly Jumper ... but it was Lucky Luke Rantanplan and most of Dalton crazy!
At 20 pm, Lucky Luke (David) decides to go to the saloon (at Hooters) with Jolly Jumper (our bike) for a cup of cold tea, and especially to me again ogling the pretty waitresses). At 22 h 30, we start to worry and I take the car to offer to go with me (bike in the car) because Del Prado Boulevard - which opens on Savona Parkway, where we live) is an artery heavy traffic and the bike has no headlight.
The bike was gone! David, lest the fly, had yet carefully hidden behind a bush near a house ... Well looked after, seeing that there is still light in the house, they ring. A guy suddenly opens the door on us by pointing a loaded pistol! He tells us that the people ringing in at night could cause us serious trouble ... We try to explain calmly and ask him if he had not seen the bike, but still not the type demean his gun. Almost before we slam the door in his face, it starts: "Until the sidewalk is private property here, if someone enters my property at night, I'll shoot. And yes, I found a bicycle and called the cops, they came looking. Call the post.
We came - a trifle shocked - to find our Rantanplan ("when do we eat?") and Barry went to collect the bike today, with apologies Police ...
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