Shout-out to the absolute gremlin on a bike that snatched my phone right out of hand at a bus stop before riding off into the sunset. I'm both impressed by your audacity and pissed.
That was bold and smooth as fuck. (I'm unhurt. Lost my phone, along with my faith in humanity.)
My phone has ascended to a beautiful place called Walmart. Dumpster or ecoATM therein, I don't know. Phone's been replaced with a different one.
Hoping karma mercilessly grounds the asshole into the hot Texas pavement.
















