Two old guys and a rusty bike

There's two old guys sitting at an outdoor bar in Golden, CO. No telling how long they've been there. Outside is a rusty bike securely chained to the rack. I ask them who parked the bike there. The bald guy says that his long haired companion parked it there about 15 years ago! So we decide to blip the old owner and his flat-tired bicycle. He says," I was just kidding, that's not my bike!" I said, "I know."