what do we inherit and what do we bequeath?

i tried again to drop my bike at the shop to get my double crank put in. there were pie boxes on the counter and an envelope was on the floor and an old green huffy on the stand but no mechanic jay. i wanted an apple cheddar pie too, dog. oh this is the most representative holiday this american day of the dead. my puter is soul slow. day before yesterday i saw a national guard recruitment sign and i pulled it up and laid it flat. yesterday it was standing up again and i pulled it up and went under the train arcade and slid it under the moldering leaves and trash and pigeon shit. lulu wanted to retrieve it, thought it was a game. it was, it is. so deadly game. actually my crank is working smoothly now, and i hope the mechanic jay is not sick, but the wheels keep a rollin' don't they, onward to through the day of the dead and wincing through the grim election.