It wouldn't be Christmastime without someone I love getting robbed. One year my dad's car was broken into, one year Joni's hubcaps were stolen, and this year Sam's bike was stolen. This wouldn't be such a bad thing, except that it's Sam's transportation to work. He rides his bike everyday. And it's not just some random bike. It was a very nice, quite expensive bike. I really hope we find it because Sam's very bummed.
Well, Merry Christmas from the Swenson's.