Tricycle like new – $50
I got my tricycle as a gift years ago but never used it. It is imported from Germany and in great condition.
I’m asking for $50, email me if you have any questions.
If three wheels cost $50, then obviously you could bargain Sparky down to $16.67 without much difficulty. Riding the thing might be something else altogether, though.
Thanks, Scott!
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Well, obviously the rest of the ad was cut off.
Had it been there, it would read:
“…and, this isn’t a picture of my tricycle. I couldn’t find my camera in time, and being the shy creature it was it scurried into the bushes leaving my dead uncle Kid Shelleen on his horse Unicyclops just as I ran back outside, camera in hand. Of course, Uncle Kid is dead so that’s his ghost in the picture…I’ve always wondered why my uncle’s ghost resembled siding…huh.. Anyway, you can plainly see the horse, Unicyclops, leaning against the wall. He’s drunk as is my uncle, but that’s another story for another day. So, if you want a 50 yr.-old tricycle, give me a call. Who knows? Maybe I’ll throw in Uncle Kid and Unicyclops as part of the deal. Just don’t blame me when your gin goes missing.”
See? Makes perfect sense now.
I don’t see a problem with this. (does quick figuring on catulator) Nope, still don’t see a problem.
Must be the model. Mine is insisting the answer is “tuna milkshake.”
Awwwww. You ALWAYS get tuna milkshake. Mine gives me “liver popsicles” but I don’t think I entered the info correctly. I might be a decimal off.
All mine will give is “It’s humid afternoon lounging weather–do not bother me unless Treats! or Dinner! are nigh.”
I’d like to think that Sparky is selling his tricycle in sections, now that he can ride a big-boy bike all by himself. Somebody check and see if this same exact ad was placed two more times.
“…and I’ll form the third wheel!”
I know why it was never used. Sparky forgot to get the training wheels.
Maybe it was used too much, and that’s why it’s having a gender identity crisis…
D’oh… you know… it helps if I would READ THE TITLE. :headdesk:
Just call me Oblivious Grunt.
Thursday’s suck.
Ah. See, the problem isn’t that Sparky here fails at math, terminology, or basic observation. It’s that he fails at spelling. He meant to type Try-cycle. Because he tried to ride the unicycle and failed. Technically it was never used, at least not in the way it was intended, which is to remain vertical while being ridden. But he can’t really be blamed for his spelling; he took quite a few knocks on the head from trying to ride that thing.
Coincidentally I have some unused juggling chainsaws for sale. I’d show them to you but my teeth aren’t that strong.
I’ll take it! It will go perfectly with my misjay!
You think? Cuz, I’d think it would go better with a lacawates valtrus-suka…but, what do I know..
Good to see you back, MandaB! Panties on your picture’s head and all!
Please tell us it is a free [range] misjay that you have.
***Chorus***
“Riding the thing might be something else!”
“So our cycle with three wheels…”
“One wheel, sir.”
“Right, so our cycle with one wheel needs to be sold, and soon! We have three days-”
“One day, sir.”
“Right, we have one day to sell it! I’m thinking of going on Craigslist asking for three dollars-”
“Fifty Dollars, sir.”
“Right. I’ll go write up an ad real quick.”
For Sale – Tricycle Storage Cabinet I have a storage cabinet for a tricycle, so you won’t have to store it outside. The cabinet is octagonal (has six sides for those of you who did poorly in geometry), three sides are 21 inches long and the other four sides are only 27 inches long. Has been spayed so there is a small rehoming fee of $150/obo.
This is a labor saver for you Gramp, you only have to peddle half your ass around town…
Here we have the Tricycle in its larval stage. It’s only a few years old, and has yet to sprout the body extension from which the hind wheels will grow. Once the nose enlarges and the handlebars push up, it will enter its first rut and start looking for a mate. It may wander as far as its homeland in Germany before finding one it likes.
Those cycles look like a good way to guarantee the rider never has babies.
Plus, when I see them I hear circus music in my heds.
Windrose: Did you see my post from this am on yesterday’s thread re my Facebook excuse? It involves ninjas.
FM, I just did. I had to put ghostcat in the box first, so you know, ninjas. 8) So, when are you going to accept my friend request?
MUAHAHAHA! The box is all mine! Now I shall take over the world…
:sees loose feather float past:
MINE!
:chases feather, then wanders off to take nap in sunny spot:
*sigh* The story of my life :-/
*box envy*
Wait, did someone say naptime? Sounds good to me…
Naptime is my second favorite part of Tron’s day.
Right behind bedtime.*
*Seriously, I never understood why parents so loved their children’s bedtime until I became a parent myself. That 2-3 hour period between Tron’s bedtime and ours is probably the best part of our day. We have to be quiet so that we don’t wake the boy (or “Owl Ears” as I call him), which gives us an excuse to do absolutely nothing productive. Good stuff.
I’ll have to wait til I get home from work. They have FB blocked here. Bastids.
THERE. ARE. THREE. WHEELS.
Oh, yes, Jean-Luc, hold your ground!
The one wheel is 3x better than 3 individual wheels. I feel that the price is fair.
Uni -cycle
Tri-cycle
One wheel
Three wheel.
Add wheel
Take wheel
Two wheel
No wheel
This one has
a bedazzled star.
This one has a minty car.
Say! What a lot
of wheel there are.
Oh those Germans. They never could count worth a hill of beans.
“Are there three wheels on a unicycle?”
“Nein!”
“Are there four wheels on a bicycle?”
“Nein!!”
“Well, is there one wheel on a tricycle?”
“Nein!!”
Apparently in Germany, there is no difference between a unicycle and a tricycle; the photo is ambiguous.
Nine wheels? That’s going to make it really hard to drive.
Nukwlear Wessels.
Oh, TM! I say, there is nothing…nothing I tell you….less alarming than a Russian asking a cop in San Fran where the nuclear vessels are kept, is there?
Dunno, Kalifornian asking “Where’s the tofu?” in a Texas BBQ joint is near close . . .
And now for something completely different: a man with a one-wheeled tricycle.
And now, number 1: The Larch, the Larch.
Number Two, the Horse Chestnut [applause]
CLINK!
SCREW!
BEND!
INFLATE!
ALTER SADDLE!
“Bicycle Repair Man! How can I ever repay you? ”
Oh, you don’t need to guv, it’s all right, it’s all in a days work for… Bicycle Repair Man!
Looks more like a minstrel cycle to me….
That could be fun, but I think after a while I’d get bard.
Would give me cramps.
:in terrible English accent:
I donno, mate – it’d be bloody difficult to play an instrument and sing while riding that thing.
You can ride it only once every 28 days??
gggrrrrr..
Ignore this, it was supposed to be under Funky.
Ignore this. Ghostie got me confused.
Ignore this: Wait, what?
Ah! A new way to talk about the birds and the bees without hurting delicate ears:
“Honey, I won’t be needing that bike for the next 9 months.”
“Guess who just rode her unicycle/bike/tricycle for the first time?”
“Now that I’m on that new prescription I only ride my bike maybe four times a year. And it seems to be a lot lighter.”
“Oh God. I’m missing my bike. Please please please let it show up I promise I’ll start going to church please please.”
“Honey, I’m back on the bike again. Would you mind stopping on the way home and picking up a box of seat covers? Super-absorbent.”
“Again?!?!? Geez honey lumps, I hate going up to the checkout with your box of maxi seat covers and my twelve pack of PBR and copy of Deer In the Headlights Magazine. The looks I get are not pretty.”
(This does double duty for fm and CoffDrop’s minstral cycle post).
And “I’m feeling kind of bloated and cranky. It’s probably time to ride the bike again”.
And “I TOLD YOU that I’m riding my BIKE right NOW. GET OVER ON YOUR SIDE AND STAY THERE!!!!!!!!!!”
I…I’m sorry to shout. I’m just so emotional right now.
*breaks down sobbing, lays down on sofa and covers up with blankie*
Give a whole new meaning to “bolting on the training wheels” . . .
That’d be once every 21 days, Grampy…
Bravo, Ladies and Gentlemen! You did not disappoint me today.
Bravo! Bravo!
Having attempted to ride a unicycle years ago, I can say for certain that the correct term is “Trying-cycle.”
There is only cycle, and cycle-not. There is no trycycle.
To 800 years live, and you will cycle try, too.
Hilariously misinformed. I hope he doesn’t teach his kids how to ride a tricycle…
“So, why is it called a tricycle, Daddy?”
“It’s named after the inventor: Trinity Lancaster Cycler. She was also the first woman to ride a tricycle across the Atlantic.”
The first of many
Hey Tom, I think you might be new to the postings. If so, welcome. If not, welcome anyway. Stick around, check out the lounge, have a slice of coffee, and relax a bit. Do be aware of the corner – the people there aren’t dangerous, just a bit…… perverse.
A slice of coffee sounds mint. Perhaps I’ll grab a cup of pizza, too.
Hey hey hey. The corner gets a bad rep, but some mighty fine people have spent time in there.
*walks away, brushing corner marks off of her arse*
I suspect a lurker who finally took the plunge! Welcome, indeed.
Tom is a blogger too; I posted a link to his blog on Twitter yesterday. It’s quite funny, and I look forward to following it. You can check it out by clicking on his name. Welcome, Tom! Glad to see you commenting!
(See, other lurkers? It’s not so hard.)
And, if you’re not following YSaC on Twitter or Facebook, you’re missing random awesome things I post during the day, and you should correct that obvious oversight immediately.
And, YSaC is even on Google+ now, which means that I have yet another social media to figure out and screw up.
drmk,
Appreciate the kind words, the link & the follow
Obviously since I’m here, I’m a fan of YSaC, so I take it that qualifies me as an ex-lurker? Just need to be up to snuff in the terminology so one day I can teach the next lurker…
We have a disused wiki that has a lot of the more common terminology.
I don’t have the link on me, so perhaps one of the other regulars could supply it.
Found it!
http://ysaclopedia.wikispaces.com/YSaCtionary
[attempts to block all knowledge of pelagic gyres and tricycle flow reference above from “crossing the streams”]
*fails*
OT: Actually two things…
One, Mr. Waspy Wasp has gone to the great mud-pit in the sky. It took stealth, smashed knuckles and much cursing, but I did it.
Two, I finally gave in to peer pressure and created a blog. I tried to link it to my name here, but I guess I’m too retarded to figure out how.
Go here: http://awesomesauciness.wordpress.com/
And, for the love of Pete, don’t expect much…that way I can gaurantee you won’t be disappointed.
Trust me, it’s the only way.
Carry on.
*puts ice back on knuckle, still gloating over the kill*
Edit: Apparently, by sheer luck, I have managed to add the link to my name. Awesome..that’s me.
AWESOMESAUCY!! You haz some blogginess goin’ on!
*blushes*
Awww…shucks..thanks, Grampdaddy!
I checked out the block. Is Cool! I like the closeup of the kitty, too.
Er, I meant “blog”. Sorry.
Thanks, FM!!
The blog is good. The cat is cute. I will have to remember to add it to my blogroll when I get home.
Blogroll. Sounds like toilet paper.
Blogrolls make me think of cinnamon rolls, which makes me hungry and then I usually end up licking my monitor. Again.
Thanks freaky puppy!
I dunno, the more I look at the picture the more the seat looks like one of the bad drawings we had during health in about 9th grade. The drawings they had during the class on “Your Body is Changing, Boys.” The ones that used the word “tumescent” (which no one knew). There was always some more worldly student in the back who called out “woody” or “stiffy”, which caused self-conscious giggles and got everyone after-school detention and the lecture on “If You Can’t Be Serious about this Subject, then You Can All Just Sit With Your Hands in Your Laps!”
I think they teach it in 3rd grade now….
You would think with that sort of class they would want the boys’ hands anywhere else except their laps.
Did they even have sex way back then? I thought everyone just pounded rocks together until life spontaneously formed.
This was just after the time of pounding rocks together – hence the phrase “Getting your rocks off.”
Would you care to join me in the corner – we seem to have one layer of three-layer strudel left.
[muses: “hmmm, struedel-topped Sumatran dark roast slices . . . “]
Back then, everyone just closed their eyes and thought of Pangaea.
In my grade school in the earlier half of the 80s, our health class was taught by guest teacher “Sex with” Sue Johansen. I don’t know how much exposure (heh) she got internationally, but here in Canada she was effectively our version of Dr. Ruth Westheimer, and she was not one to euphemize. She worked with our nervous, peri-pubescent, wise-cracking nature, stopping just short of using gutter slang, with the exception of the word “Balls!” Exclamation point included. No sterilized, 30-year-old films or dry explanations using burlap dolls with hand-drawn anatomy for us, no siree. Sue was a pill. Very animated, frank, and funny at times — an effect heightened by the fact that she was a little goofy-looking anyway.
Needless to say, us kids had a lot to discuss amongst ourselves at recess. And by discuss, I mean giggle our asses off at.
Tricycle wheels are coming your way;
Just forget how to count them oh yeah
Tricycle seats we’ll be riding today
Don’t forget how to mount them oh yeah
On your marks, get set, go!
Tricycle race tricycle race tricycle race
Earworm of the Day! Thanks Innana!
Awesome… “Your Dose of Lunacy” is the ad showing for me. Huzzah for Monica!
Google Ads decided that this site contained pornography (no, really) and pulled the service. Monica stepped up and offered to sponsor the site for a bit while I figure out which ad services aren’t complete asshats.
Thanks, Monica!
Huzzah!
If Library of the Damned starts picking up a lot in the future, we may see about some sponsored adds of our own. But that’s a “down the road” thing that is more the hopes of a dreamer.
Maybe I’ll just go and buy some merch instead. Way more realistic =P.
Speaking of which, maybe a more focused look at websites that are tangentially related, or at least find the denizens of YSaC to be part of their focus group, might be in order.
Maybe toss up a link with some pricing and advertisement information and see if anyone comes to you. At worst case, it’s a waste of time, and at best you’ll have a hoarde of websites trying to pay you to post their advertisements.
With as much traffic as YSaC gets there have to be some other websites out there who would want a piece of the traffic.
Just a thought.
I’ve been putting off buying a t-shit but I think I will.
Don’t the admins of Google Ads, you know, like, look at the site they’re evaluating?
Wait — it wasn’t all of that time we spend in the corner, was it? Did we kill Google Ads? Maybe we’ll have to get more creative with our euphemisms. “Is that a gun in your pocket or is your palm tree just glad to see me?”
[matte corey]
Nope, in fact some of GoogleAds business practices have them on many a “shit list”. If your site accidentally triggers one of their “ban” criteria, your site is banned forever and google cuts all contact with you. You are not allowed any form of appeal, even if Google is clearly in the wrong and there was no infraction on your site’s part.
It happens a LOT with Ad Sense. People’s websites send up a flag because of suspicious wording, and instead of doing any work, the admins just ban your site as an “easy fix” since there is no way for you to complain about that kind of abuse anyway.
Google is starting to develop a pretty bad name in the advertisement circles. Pretty much the only companies/websites who don’t get bit by Google are the really big ones; which is starting to look suspicious.
[/matte corey]
Oh no! We killed the internets! With our ugliness!
IT’S ALL MY FAULT!!!!!
Yup, this is the second thing that Google has complained about. The first was the “And now a word from our sponsors …” label for the ad box; they said it was ambiguous and that I needed to use “Sponsored ads” as the label instead, or they would pull my account. Rather than cave, I just deleted the label. (Which I guess is technically caving, but felt like a small protest on my part.)
Now they’ve suspended my account because of “sexually explicit” material. I emailed them and asked if there was a chance that they were misunderstanding the intent of the site as a humor/parody site; their response was that any explicit content was unacceptable and I would have to remove it. I’m in the process of canceling my account because I think it’s ridiculous. Plus, the email they sent me was misspelled and grammatically incorrect. [/pedant]
By the way, if you ARE thinking of buying a YSaC t-shirt, now is a good time to do so — Printfection is having a 30% off sale with no minimums. Just use the coupon code “FantasticNewColors” at checkout. (The sale is to celebrate new darker colors in ladies’ shirts. If you ever wanted the Cat Math shirt in dark purple, now you can has!)
And this is why we love you, O Llamanun, BBUY.
Dear Revered Llamanun,
Bees Be Upon You (and the Truck You Rode In On).
Hmmm, that doesn’t have quite convey the adoration I intended.
(1) I think it may be necessary to inform Google that they’re messin’ with the Llamanun and Ostrimu (BBUY) and that is unacceptable.
(2) Have you informed them that your devoted followers are sent to the corner for inappropriate behavior, we have just completed a renovation and enlargement of said corner (which is now large enough to hold EVERYONE), and that many followers have become self-regulating and send themselves to the corner as needed?
(3) We do not let Rupert Murdoch post on YSAC.
I would think knowing these things would satisfy Google.
Respectfully bowing to the six points of the octagon,
Grampdaddy
(4) We are a GREEN site: We recycle phrases and memes.
(5) We are self-sufficient in that we supply our own refreshments.
(6) We police ourselves more than just sending people to the corner. We give out whippings, chain-ings, and use the cat-o-nine tails when necessary.
(7) We make the world a better place by educating Sparkys.
… or when asked nicely…
Woah, the corner just zooms up on you, huh?
(8) THIS. IS. YSAAAAAC!!!!
(9) Given that the hosts are revered, Giggle ought to me immediately enjoined for suppressing freedom of religion.
And none of that violence inherent in the system like the anarcho-syndicalists, but full-on Dick deGuerin foaming at the moth[sic] injunctions and writs and the like.
Aside: If there is “explicit content” here, shouldn’t there be a lot more teens lurking? More lol/text-speak comments?
*wanders off muttering about pointy-haired managers relying upon bots built by lowest bidder. . . *
Deutsche unicycle
no helmet and a big spill
now seeing triple
At first I saw wrong
As douchecycle and chuckled
I still like it more.
It’s a douchecycle when there’s a hipster on it.
Seeing the meaning
Rather than the actual words
Taco has powers
“actual” has 3 syllables 🙁
lovely response though!
Ya? Aren’t haikus 5-8-5?
ETA: Oh shoot, wacky Uncle Wiki says no. 5-7-5. Curse you, failing memory, curse you all to.. the.. thing. Ooh a button!
Depends on how you parse the diphthong.
Totally OT: But fun. http://www.lastgasp.com/bingo/
Had to swear off Comic Con when the price reached $100 per person for four days. But this is so true.
Punchity punch punch sarajean ghostie kitty!
G’Night, Munich!