Rooftop Jumping On A Bike Seems Like A Fun Way To Die

NOPE. I don’t care how good this guy is with his wheels. Absolutely batshit with a dash of balls. I mean, I respect the fuck out of what he’s doing. Just watching that makes my palms sweatier than Patrick Ewing in the 4th Quarter. I don’t know how being a popped tire away from a guaranteed death is considered fun. But I guess being hungover and only leaving my room only to piss in the past 18 hours while eating solely peanuts for multiple “meals” is more of my cup of tea. To each their own.