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	<title>Comments on: The Laughing Hyena Boy of Self-Conciousness</title>
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		<title>By: Nicolas Marchildon</title>
		<link>http://www.bikecommuters.com/2007/12/06/the-laughing-hyena-boy-of-self-conciousness/#comment-5411</link>
		<dc:creator>Nicolas Marchildon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 05:17:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Adrienne,

Try screaming this: &quot;Get out of the way, I&#039;ve got no braaaakes!&quot;

;-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Adrienne,</p>
<p>Try screaming this: &#8220;Get out of the way, I&#8217;ve got no braaaakes!&#8221;</p>
<p> <img src='http://www.bikecommuters.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: James</title>
		<link>http://www.bikecommuters.com/2007/12/06/the-laughing-hyena-boy-of-self-conciousness/#comment-2846</link>
		<dc:creator>James</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 16:59:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Blast through them with mm to spare and scare the *&amp;^ out of them!  If you warn them, they&#039;re likely to step INTO your way.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Blast through them with mm to spare and scare the *&amp;^ out of them!  If you warn them, they&#8217;re likely to step INTO your way.</p>
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		<title>By: RL</title>
		<link>http://www.bikecommuters.com/2007/12/06/the-laughing-hyena-boy-of-self-conciousness/#comment-2843</link>
		<dc:creator>RL</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 14:18:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Adrienne,

You should have used your Kung Fu moves and MADE them get out of the way!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Adrienne,</p>
<p>You should have used your Kung Fu moves and MADE them get out of the way!</p>
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		<title>By: Adrienne</title>
		<link>http://www.bikecommuters.com/2007/12/06/the-laughing-hyena-boy-of-self-conciousness/#comment-2832</link>
		<dc:creator>Adrienne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 23:22:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sometimes it&#039;s not so much maliciousness as ineptness.  I was crossing the Arizona State University campus yesterday around noon and encountered a line of about eight guys walking abreast, blocking the entire pathway,  paying NO attention to what was around them.  In my perkiest loud-but-not-obnoxious voice, I said &quot;hello!&quot; -- the law here calls for an audible alert when overtaking pedestrians, and I have no bell.  Silence.  Then I &quot;verbally alerted&quot; them again.  Silence.  About three feet from them I stopped, the better not to mow at least two of them down.  Then they looked up, and one of them disengaged partially from his IPOD and said, &quot;Uh, hello yourself!&quot;.  Then they laughed, to show themselves, and any one within earshot who they thought might care, that they really had the upper hand.  And they proceeded on their way.

I wonder what would have happened if I had been driving one of those little golf carts that some staff use for getting around on campus.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes it&#8217;s not so much maliciousness as ineptness.  I was crossing the Arizona State University campus yesterday around noon and encountered a line of about eight guys walking abreast, blocking the entire pathway,  paying NO attention to what was around them.  In my perkiest loud-but-not-obnoxious voice, I said &#8220;hello!&#8221; &#8212; the law here calls for an audible alert when overtaking pedestrians, and I have no bell.  Silence.  Then I &#8220;verbally alerted&#8221; them again.  Silence.  About three feet from them I stopped, the better not to mow at least two of them down.  Then they looked up, and one of them disengaged partially from his IPOD and said, &#8220;Uh, hello yourself!&#8221;.  Then they laughed, to show themselves, and any one within earshot who they thought might care, that they really had the upper hand.  And they proceeded on their way.</p>
<p>I wonder what would have happened if I had been driving one of those little golf carts that some staff use for getting around on campus.</p>
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		<title>By: RL</title>
		<link>http://www.bikecommuters.com/2007/12/06/the-laughing-hyena-boy-of-self-conciousness/#comment-2828</link>
		<dc:creator>RL</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 19:32:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mike, as funny as it is...you just probably made that little boy cry and when he saw his dad at night he asked...&quot;how come you never drop me off on you Harley at School? A kid was dropped off by his dad on a HONDA!&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mike, as funny as it is&#8230;you just probably made that little boy cry and when he saw his dad at night he asked&#8230;&#8221;how come you never drop me off on you Harley at School? A kid was dropped off by his dad on a HONDA!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Mike</title>
		<link>http://www.bikecommuters.com/2007/12/06/the-laughing-hyena-boy-of-self-conciousness/#comment-2827</link>
		<dc:creator>Mike</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 18:14:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Not a bicycle, but a motorcycle, a Honda Hawk 400 beater. Dropped my son off to elementary school on my way to work, and an insouciant 3rd grader says, &quot;My dad says Hondas suck!&quot; 
&quot;Yeah, what kind of bike does your dad have?&quot; 
&quot;A Harley!&quot; 
&quot;When&#039;s the last time he dropped you off at school on his Harley?&quot; 

Apparently that would be about... never. You&#039;d have thought I just squashed all his Cheet-Os.  Heh. I felt 1% bad about it for about a split second.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Not a bicycle, but a motorcycle, a Honda Hawk 400 beater. Dropped my son off to elementary school on my way to work, and an insouciant 3rd grader says, &#8220;My dad says Hondas suck!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Yeah, what kind of bike does your dad have?&#8221;<br />
&#8220;A Harley!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;When&#8217;s the last time he dropped you off at school on his Harley?&#8221; </p>
<p>Apparently that would be about&#8230; never. You&#8217;d have thought I just squashed all his Cheet-Os.  Heh. I felt 1% bad about it for about a split second.</p>
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		<title>By: Marrock</title>
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		<dc:creator>Marrock</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 01:27:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>â€?what are you talking about, I got these off your bike!â€?</p>
<p>Brilliant.</p>
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		<title>By: Smudgemo</title>
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		<dc:creator>Smudgemo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 00:25:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>â€?what are you talking about, I got these off your bike!â€?</p>
<p>Sweet!  I normally don&#8217;t like to punk kids like that, but sometimes they&#8217;ve just got it coming.</p>
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		<title>By: RL Policar</title>
		<link>http://www.bikecommuters.com/2007/12/06/the-laughing-hyena-boy-of-self-conciousness/#comment-2813</link>
		<dc:creator>RL Policar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 22:55:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I would pick up or drop my kids off with my Xtracycle, equipped with Sweetskin tires, the kids at the school...much like the pudgy punk would ALWAYS make comments...&quot;oooh do those tires make you feel coo? Do they make you go faster? hahahah&quot;....so one day he felt brave and said that to me in front of his friends and I simply said to him....&quot;what are you talking about, I got these off your bike!&quot; 

I don&#039;t think he expected me to say something back...but that actually made him shut up for good. Since then he never commented about the bike.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I would pick up or drop my kids off with my Xtracycle, equipped with Sweetskin tires, the kids at the school&#8230;much like the pudgy punk would ALWAYS make comments&#8230;&#8221;oooh do those tires make you feel coo? Do they make you go faster? hahahah&#8221;&#8230;.so one day he felt brave and said that to me in front of his friends and I simply said to him&#8230;.&#8221;what are you talking about, I got these off your bike!&#8221; </p>
<p>I don&#8217;t think he expected me to say something back&#8230;but that actually made him shut up for good. Since then he never commented about the bike.</p>
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		<title>By: Val</title>
		<link>http://www.bikecommuters.com/2007/12/06/the-laughing-hyena-boy-of-self-conciousness/#comment-2810</link>
		<dc:creator>Val</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 22:20:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I was touring in the Netherlands, I used a stuff sack for my sleeping bag made of bright green tent fabric.  I carried it on my handlebars, and when I made it I decided to make it as aerodynamic as possible by sewing it in a cone shape.  I looked like a giant green turnip poking out between my brake levers.  Everywhere I went, children and adults would point and laugh.  I suppose that it should have been obvious to me, but it took a while before I realized that most of them were making quite obscene comments in Dutch, and getting tremendous amounts of amusement out of the whole thing.  Me, I just enjoyed the attention; if they&#039;re laughing, they must have seen me, and being seen is the most important part of bike safety.  It felt good to bring smiles to so many faces, and know that I was protecting myself at the same time.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was touring in the Netherlands, I used a stuff sack for my sleeping bag made of bright green tent fabric.  I carried it on my handlebars, and when I made it I decided to make it as aerodynamic as possible by sewing it in a cone shape.  I looked like a giant green turnip poking out between my brake levers.  Everywhere I went, children and adults would point and laugh.  I suppose that it should have been obvious to me, but it took a while before I realized that most of them were making quite obscene comments in Dutch, and getting tremendous amounts of amusement out of the whole thing.  Me, I just enjoyed the attention; if they&#8217;re laughing, they must have seen me, and being seen is the most important part of bike safety.  It felt good to bring smiles to so many faces, and know that I was protecting myself at the same time.</p>
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