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The Stolen Bike Plot Attempted By Dom

I know that dire lame dope head tried to frame me nicking his moped planned to leave it near my house after which learn of its whereabouts then say he saw me sneak about the night his bike was nicked when he would claim without a doubt that I must have stolen it but he had to drive it up to mine and that’s when his plan went south he went and lost his balance as he fell off and hit the ground discovering when he got back up his bike wouldn’t start again so the plan he had planned out was clearly not happening so he changed the story and would say I nicked it fell off it then ran away as he watched through the window pane claiming that is what he saw but when you look out of the window the view is blocked by a brick wall completely blind to the road where he says he watched me fall if you think he’s bloody stupid there’s one more thing to hear I was in Cyprus at the time yet he thought I was here so he still made accusations saying I nicked his bike when I was in different country and it’s a vehicle I don’t like he forgot that when everyone had a bike I didn’t care thinking his desire to own a bike must be one that we all share when I said bikes don’t interest me he said that is a lie the thing is I had gone abroad and that’s a strong alibi but if he had the awareness to realise at the time he’d set me up when I was able to do the crime and that would make it a case of his word against mine and I would have disfigured Dom’s face leaving him blind so he’d be left with eyes that work as well as his mind

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