Yup yup! it was from the old 05 unis, I actually got it free from the bike shop a long time ago lol. It was still in bubble wrap less than a month before I broke it.
Torker Dx frame life expectancy = 1 month
your to hard on ur toys i think its time for u to take up a new hobby like watching tv
Do you think the 07 frame would break for you?
Hm in theary no…I have ridin the 07s tehy hav ea nice lil support on the base to keep it straight, So its a lil stronger than the 05s, but still not quite the strenght of a koxx, yuni, or any tubualr design frame…
I would just break the TV with my mind power…
Cody would probably break his tv by getting drunk and falling on it…like he did to my tv;) He didn’t break it though, just knocked a bunch of stuff off it.
well cody i guess ur hobby is just breaking stuff then
Like towel racks:)
Ha, don’t ask.
nah i like to ask, plus cody likes to tell storys of u so dont hold back lets hear it:D
Well Cody can tell you that story if he chooses to.
Ok then… Cody lets hear ur story 
Part one
Ok children sit around…And yes, you to lil billy. ok good now sccot in and sit indian style good job, gold stars for everyone! Now the story begins…
I CAN OUTDRINK YOU!
It was the 27th of October in the city of Valencia in Southern California, the night was still and quiet as though the magical witching hour had accured early, that was until Cody returned to the residence of Whippy who is called Spencer by those who know him less. Accompanied by 2 cars full of Co-workers, and friends, including the eldest sister of Whippy, (who had watched Cody the entire night with laughter at his antics). The highly dissoriented and highly drunken Cody Williams strolls out of the car staggering as he walked. He didnt realize it at the time, but his voice was amplified from alcohol, half the neighborhood dogs were barkin in disscomtemp for his rude and slurred yells of joy as he walked toward the fresh green and clutterd yard of his dear friend Whippy, with his new g/f in his arm. She for some reason did not feel hatred toward his behavior, but sympathy…sympathy for how her drunken b/f was treated that night with his friends…sympathy for how much he had drank…She remember it clearly, however he fuzzy his memory may have been from that night. She recalled the vast amount of alcohol he has consumed; the 3 bottles of beer followed by the full bottle of 97 proof Gen Tangeray, which was only preceeding the 8 more beers that had yet to pass his system. Even though full grown men tried tasting his bottle of Gen, none were able to keep a straight face. Yet the one proud, and couragiously dumb, Cody drank the entire bottle in one trmendous swig whilst keeping his eyes focused, and a wrinkle free complection. There however the night was not so still and quiet, full of the glory howls of 6 flags employees drinkind cheerfully with friends, and beating Cody with a whip that had an evil, yet fairly cute bat, as though from a childrens book of halloween, on the tip which ferosiously struck Codys back. All this running through her mind the only thought she could accumulate was of this, “I must keep Cody from any more harm, the poor boy…” As she tried to assist him to the lawn his friend Evan was ignorantly and pushingly trying to offer Cody the drunk who believed he was of superhero form, like that of one of the comic books your child probably reads nightly, to ride his trials bike. Cody was about to attemp to ride this contraption and backhop while he was barely able to stand, this causing the very protective, and very beautiful Kara to come back to her b/fs side and slap the bike away, and give Evan the stern eye that only a mother catching her son stealing candy from Berty and Bots Candy Surpless Store. He immediatly dropped the bike and let Cody toward the ever cluttered Hochberg residence. But like a child being seperated from his mother, every time he went for the dwelling and had to leave his beloved Kara behind he would hurry back to her side for a hug, like an overweight kid returning to his chocolate cake after a long day of playing video games. Once one of Cody’s befriended Co-workers realized this, he placed Kara under a coat, in the back seat of the Matrix Scion that Farrah, Karas best friend from 7th grade, and the woman who introduced Cody, to his beloved girlfriend, who he later wishes to be in wedlock with, purchased just recently from a crooked car dealer, one with a bad complection, crooked teeth, and a nose a lil bit too big for ones face. Once the influencial Cody saw that his beloved was missing he got outraged, started to yell in a panic. Travis being a police officer, and a security gaurd at 6 flags for fun, desided he needed to end this now before his friends would shorty come to the Hochberg residence. Only his friends would still be in uniform, with badges dangling as they would carry the derranged Cody into the back of there K-9 unit police car, while taking notes from his friends before having him call his parents and explain why he was drowsed with alcohol poisening and barely able to walk. So Travis put him in a locking hold and commanded Cody to lower his voice. Upon Farrah, Karas best friend from 7th grade, telling Cody that his friend behind him was actually a cop. Cody became as outraged as a zombie from night of the living dead yelling, “Why am I being arrested!?” Before these words finshed leaving his mouth, Cody violently turned and made a missed swing toward the face of his friend due to his complete dissregard for the authority of police officers from his loathing of them. Upon hearing that it was really his good friend, Cody became calm yet again. Kara realizing her b/f was in a terrable rampage and would only be controlled by the soothing sound of her soft and eligant voice, left the backseat of her best friend from 7th grades car, and came back to his side. She held him close and spoke gently into his ear, “Cody sweetheart, you have to listen to what Travis is teling you, you have to listen to me…ok?” Cody staggered for a moment while his love was talking and replied, “Oke butifuel, I efgrin lowve hickup eou” Kara ignored his previous statement and gave him one last hug and walked back into the backseat of her best friend from 7th grades Matrix. After hearing here beautiful words Cody stumbled, still allowing his loud voice to bellow through the neighborhood, toward the Hochberg house and to the fron door.
In the Hochberg residence…
As Cody walked through the front door the famiar sent of the multitude of pets that Whippies step father has braught home from his his work out of sympathy. Its funny to find such a man who is dissliked by his entire family for his lack of empathy, to have the softness to take home such animals. Animals with slight defects that the owners had no longer foudn a use for. Not defects such as a missing leg or a bulging eye socket like that of a bad horror film, but small defects, slight molting of the green half sized parrot that originated in Africa, the “white tipped piones” whos name originated from the white speck on the top of his affectionate head. Slight defects such as a mishapened tooth on the left larger bugs bunny like front tooth, such defects that only a cold hearted creatin could let an animal suffer over. The odor began to subside, or it was gettin to familiar to bother, as Cody made his way stumbing toward his friends stair case, behind him was Carlie, Whippies eldest sister, who had been trying to stay out of the way during Codys antics in front of her dwelling, and his long time friend Evan Byrne. Cody trying to be quiet, allthough unable to balance himself as he navigated hiw way through the clutter that was known as the living room heading toward the spiral staircase, the type that you rarely see anymore that is full of eligance of a more upperclass American residence. Upon heading up this eligdant staircase, avoiding more clutter as he went, his favorite of the Hochberg dogs began to bark at him with tremendous noise surely awaking any who were still asleep in this witching hour of Valencia California. The trio reached the top of the staircase, Cody looked to his right to see the familiar computer room, the room where he would make the best popcorn with the Hochbergs popcorn machine, the type you used to drool over when you went to the local fair. He continued past the rabbit cage with the defective Bugs bunny tooth, trying to creep past Melinda’s(Whippies mother) open doored room as she was trying to sleep.
Whippies Room…
The door opens with a slight creek as the trio now enter the room of the still sleeping Whippy, unaware and soon to be unamuzed by his friends drunk-like charm, Whippy was still fast asleep and content looking, as though he hadnt slept in 10 years…This was soon to change. Cody staggered into the room, “Shthhththhh, dmon’t wike up Minda!” Carlie and Evan trying not to laugh at his loud recomendation, “Sure Cody…” As he fell over onto the floor, his phone flopping onto the ground next to him. Evan seeing this finds a perfect operatunity to further torment Cody by texting his ex g/f. Cody knowing of Evans immature methods of torture kicked his own cell phone out of Evans hand, as if in a bad Cops and “bad guys” television movie. The phone with leapord stripes on it (The phone belonged to his mother since he broke his own unicycling with Whippie previously in the mountains behind him, a ride that ended in Cody falling in a buch off a drop shattering his phone and having to ride through the busy city of Valencia with no shirt, listening to cars honk as he rode by, the whistles of attractive young women as he passes…or so he wished) landed on Whippies head bringing him from his well needed sleep. The face of Whippie was that of complete disgust, wrinkles running across his face in annoyance. It didnt take him long to realize his friend was under such alcoholic influence that he could barely make a coherant sentence. “swry fer wekng eou up pence!” “Whats going on?” Whippy asked trying to sit up from his deep dreams of the girls gone wild videos. “Cody got drunk off his arse at that party.” Carlie began to explain with a girlish giggle that was slightly slurred from her drinks at the party that Cody invited her to. “Wha, why…Cody, your wierd.” Whippie said starting to rub his eyes from his exciting dream. “Yeah cause he likes underbites and psycho girls!” Evan said trying to poke a nerve in the allready uneasy mind of Cody. “Kire is net syeekhotick nd thrrt unyberite is kewl!” Cody studdered to say with anger stirring in his voice. “Dude I should just call her Jannet Leno!” Evan splurted in laughter. “Dyd I leouve hr soooo mwuach!” Cody tried to say splutering still. “Yeah for this week!” Laughed Evan. This caused an outrage in Cody, Carlie half expected to see his skin turn green and him sprout out purple shorts from his arse. “Tyk thad bck yeou dik!!!” Cody said standing up, or at least trying to, adding a funny aspect to Carlies daydream of a green hulk now staggering. “Dude you switch girlfriends every week!” Evan said laughing, but before he could finish his comeback Cody had swung. In his drunkin stooper he began to attack Evan violently, “Ime gernna kill yeou!” Cody began to yell enthusiastically. Whippi along with his sister saw the anger comming of of Cody like stink vapors in a cartoon as the mouse drifted happily toward his prized piece of cheese before the not so clever cat begins to chase him in a 15 min long episode of a repetitive yet funny lil chase with 1/2 ton anvils, and hurried to assist Evan before his time with the Lord came a lil too early. Thudding and slapping noises began to stir the room as Cody, barely able to stand, began to strike Evan with poorly aimed drunken blows to the unexpecting Evans midsection. Whippe along with his sister that is Carlie pounced on Cody with the look of a lion tempting to catch its gazelle meal of the day. Without any needed prompting from the newly in charg Whippy and Carlie, Evan began to bolt with Gazelle speeds out of the cluttered room that is Whippies and into the hallway, with the cages of the defective bunnys on the sides, and into the allways ant attacked bathroom. The bathroom looked as if 5 teenage children were its occupants, all of which did not yet beleive in the words cleanlyness is next to Godlyness. As his nerves began to subside from his recent attack he began to look around the restroom for something to occupy his time with until the beat was strained. As he looked he saw the toothpaste on the counter seemed to be a forever stain that reminded Evan that at least his friends family kept there own beings clean. He continues looking only to see the scattered remains of the last ant attack with the starting of a new one as four ants in a single file line began to cross the counter in search for anything to be nessissary to report back to the group to wage the next war over. in the shower he saw the half hanging Finding nemo cartoon shower curtan with the only support is possesed anymore was that of the Duct tape Cody, while in a sober mind, had put up earlier that weekend so that he may make a use of this cluttery, ant attacked, restroom. The toilet next to this shower, which would be later of high inportance, had stains running along the ring inside, and a half used roll of tiolet paper sitting on top, suprising for once to see a restroon without a beach ontop of the refuiling tank of the toilet. Evan hearing the commotion in the next room knew it was going to be a while til he was freed of this ant attacked room, decided his best course of action was to take a rest, on the lid of the slightly stained toilet with the half used roll of paper on the tank, and there he sat patiently til hte noise of the flailing beast was put to an end…
Shammu…
“Cody will you please calm down!!” Cody now on the floor with his friend Whippy and his sister now sitting on his back riding him as if some sort of whale. “GERT AWF MEEE!!!” Cody began to yell in a frantic yet pitiful attemp to get his two friends off his back so that he may continue his attack, which his prey now sat in the ant attacked room. “No Cody, not until you calm down and stop trying to kill Evan.” Comming from one of his friends but, Cody could not quite tell in his Drunken rage. “OJ FIEN, I WOENT KILL EVIN! JEST LIT MI UP!”, “Do you promiss?”, “SEUR!”. Whippe signaled toward his sister to let Cody go and to see if his nerves are finally at ease. Guess not! Cody jumped with a start as soon as he felt the pressure leaving his back and made a half crawn half drunken run for Whippies door! Whippie grabbing hold of Cody’s leg pulls him back as if heaving a bag full of books for the Mountain View library. Yet again Whippie and his sister are atop the flailing whale waiting for his alcohol levels to subside. There ride abord the floundering whale, later to be nickamed Shammu but Whippie, the battle to keep the immature Evan alive continued for 47 minutes until,
Towel rack…
Towel rack…
“I heav to pyouk! lert mi go. I heav to pyouk!” Whippie looks to his sister, “Do you think its another trick?” Carlie laughs and replies, “Do you really want to find out with the expence of your floor?” Whippies face comes over with a look of concern and that simple look that means, Damn. “Ok Cody, do you promiss not to attack Evan if we let you go to the bathroom?”. “Ohhk, I premiss.” The two friends slowly lift there weight of off Cody in antisipation for him to lounge again for the door heading into the hallways with the defective bunnies. To there suprise and relief, Cody stands up calmy and walks into the hallway while Carlie knocks on the door of the ant attacked room, “Evan, come on out Cody needs to use the restroom, he has to throw up.” Evan hearing this news find it to be another ploy of Cody jsut to get in another wailing punch, “Is Cody by the door?” “Yes but hes calm, come out” Evan peeps out the door seeing Cody in the room of Carlies which is next to Whippies, the room with the strongest odor of the entire house, Odor from the catbox that hasnt been changed in 2 months and the horrible aroma of the pile of laundry not being washed since the 3rd grade. Evan leaps out of the room as if expecting Cody to turn into a zombie from the living dead and attack Evan by the throught with his bare teeth. With Evan now gone, Cody stumbled his way out of the odorful Carlies room and into the cluttery hallway which turned into the recently ant attacked restroom. Cody falls in and begins to laugh, noone knows why, but when your in that drunken state anything may become funny to you. Among falling in Cody begins to stand in the restroom forgetting why, and how he got there, while his mind working, the hampster wheel continues to squeek in his brain, Cody looses his balance and hits his head on the towel rack of Whippies that later will cause the entire event to be put into a story of the drunken escapade of Cody. After staggering up and the next five feet in the part of the restroom with the toilet lay, Cody falls again infromt of it barely able to lift his head into the proper chuck bucket position before releasing an awful amount of a light brown and slightly yellowish mass of not quite liquid, but not quite solid matter into the toilet. Cody remained cuddling with the toilet as if his new best friend for the next 44 minuets, but really for that time, that toilet really would be his new best friend. It was now there to listen to his woes and worries, his love life and how his intestines were fealing. Cody finally for the first and only time thus far in his life passed out in the restroom and began to snore soundly using the broken towel rack as a teddy bear, and the messy cloths for a pillow…
The permanant marker.
Evanm hearing Codys noise of his happy sleep, makes his way slowly into the bathroom like a child wanting to peek on this gifts early on Christman morning. Upon seeing the giant tamed, Evan sees his perfect chance to get Cody for all the prank wars he has won over the years staying at the Hochberg residence. A permanant marker in Whippies room fills Evans heart with a leap of joy, before even checking the pen for ink Evan darts back into the bathroom in what seemed like one effortless leap. Evan crept slowly down toward Cody keeping a highly fearful eye on Codys eyes, Evan half expected to see them open with a jolt and his life end just as quickly as his eyes open. Seeing how far in a comma Cody truly was he began to write…By the time he was finished Cody now had mroe tatoos then a mexican gangster, On his left upperarm there was a bold and heavily written “EB PRODUCTIONS”, the company that Evan has been using to sell his pitiful and poorly designed BC wheel plates to poor souls in the unicyclist forums, below that was another bold symbol, a huge heart, preceeding it was the leter I and proceeding it was the word KARA, For in Codys drunken stooper his faorite line to say that night was; “I love Kara so much!” But as the night further progressed it turned to be more along the lines of , “I wuve kiara thooo mewch!!”. On his other arm was a multitude of lines that made absolute no sence and were never intended too, Just merely to cause an annoyance to any who would like to remove it. On his face, there were the usual mustache and symbols written here and there, but nothing out of the orinary in the pranking world. After accomplishing his work Evan crept back out of the bathroom and into the cluttered room of Whippie to find a small section of floor to become his nest for the night.
WTF…
At 5:17am October 28th, Cody woke with a terrible snore. “Wha…wehre am I?” Cody slowly remembering last night and his war like attacks on his friend Evan he began to attemp to stand in the now being ant attacked Hochberg restroom. Stil pitch black as thought it were still that witching hour, Cody began to make his way into Whippies cluttered room now with a small nestle of blankets in the middle of the floor conataining the once victim of a drunken madman sleeping soundly. Upson seeing an unused section of Whippies bed Cody collapsed with a hard, yet somehow graceful enough not to wake the other two sleeping, plumph on the edge of the bed, there he slept until early the next morning unaware of the fake blood still in his hair from his night of work at 6 flags, and the new marker drawings on his face.
Goodmorning.
“Wha the!?” Cody almost yelp when awaking to see Whippies mother 4 inches from his face feeding the poor sick cat that dwells in the clutter known as Whippies room. “Good morning” Melinda said, with a slight chuckle seeing Codys new temporary tatoos. Evan and Whippie now starting to stir in there sleeping nests, “When did you get back in here?” Whippie asked Cody indirectly. “What do you mean?” Milenda questioned toward Evan and Whippie. “Well I kinda fell asleep in your bathroom last night…” Cody said with slight embarrasment. “Ummm, now why was that?” Melinda started to question with a slight giggle. “Well I kinda went to a party last night with some co-workers…(Cody not letting her know that her Daughter was with him the entire time, trying to spare at least one life) and well I ended up drinking…ALOT.” Cody began to explain. “I dont wanna know…” Melinda stated as she finished feeding the sick Oreo, and began to navigate a path trying not to step on the not to well liked Evan who was now nestled in his small bundle of purple “I <3 guys” blankets in the middle of the floor. About 30 minutes later Cody awoke for the final time at 8:09am, only getting less than 3 hours of sleep and with some form of magic not having a hangover, to Evan and Whippie pulling on him, “C’mon Cody get up! lets go ride.”
Well u were right that is long but really funny and good. Plus i love the details u get into. I’m glad u told it not spencer it may have been boring
AHahhaha well thanks but I for some reason feal a lil sarcasm in that last statement 
No sarcasm, Spencer hasn’t told any good storys yet, so i only believe they will be boring compair to urs, by the way it took me over 40mins to read ur story
I would have told it in a few sentences, Cody spent multiple days writing that. I haven’t read it all. My first memory of that night was getting woken up because I was hit in the eye with a cell phone then I beat someone up, I think it was cody.
I think its funny how Cody writes about the stuff that happened when he was drunk and practically passed out on the floor. I don’t think he would know much about what was happening in the other room.
Cody ‘embellishes’ his stories. (he makes stuff up)
sweet i’m going to have everyone quote me soon enough lol, i’m up to johnfoss and cody who else wants to quote me
well let hear some of ur stories then Spencer, or should i call u Whippy
That’s a crazy story, very funny.
I like how you hate on Evan so much.