Today me and my friend(hes only been riding for a few months)wen down to the park and there were a few chavs on bmx bikes about 15 or something. Some of them had a few goes on mine and my friends but got too embarassed and ended up playing football although there was 2 guys that were quite interested. They asked me where they get one and said they might try it.One guy wa pretty good forhis first turn as he put 1 foot on the pedal and had the other foot sticking out and he was ike balancing and jumping around but the others couldn’t do it.
So i think thats 1 more of us(1 wheels)and 1 less of them(2 wheels)
The other day while riding, a “done up” car drove past (really it only had mags on the front wheels and some shoddy hydrolics)
Upon seeing us, a passenger in the car yelled out “Where’s your other bike?!”
That one doesn’t even make sense!
Jeez there are some losers in this world
From a 5 year old:
“Mom, it’s like he’s riding a bike with a training wheel, but he forgot the bike.”
Hope that makes sense. It’s what he said, and it makes sense to me 
While cruising down a main road on the 36er, some young guys hanging on their porch and one yells out “duuuuuude… YOU ROCK!!” and gives me the bull horns gesture.
The 36er never fails to make me smile!
I was born on a Sunday.
Stopped and talked to some new folks along the street. Joan then turns and begs Jim to tell me the day of the week I was born… I told him the month day and year and bingo,… Sunday.
OK, Jim is someone with a talent unique like unicycling. You know, a skill we’ve all heard about, but seldom run into.
Then Jim and Joan argue. Joan convinces Jim his day of the week calculation is a talent. Jim answered back, “OK it’s a talent, but why can’t I have a talent that is useful, makes money or something”.
I’m thinking even on a unicycle, I could blend in with this crowd.
Possible response (to person in car) Where’s your other airplane?
You share your talent with an autistic guy I know. All he needs is your birthdate and he can tell you the day of the week almost instantly!
My quote for the day – it’s been a while, since I’ve hardly done any Coker rides lately. You don’t seem to get the same amount of comments on MUni rides, though that may just be a function of the amount of people you come across. Anyway:
“Hey, you only have one wheel!”
Admittedly not very original, and not the first time I’ve heard it. But after a hasty reply of “Oh CRAP!” (they were going the other way and I had no time), I thought of a better response to that comment:
“That explains a lot.”
Probably funnier to us than it is to them, but I still like it.
Yesterday evening I was riding around my neighbourhood, and passed a small group of boys who were maybe 12 or so. They didn’t say anything as I rode past them, but afterwards I heard:
Kid 1: Look! A camelbak!
Kid 2: A what?
Kid 1: [starts explaining]
Kid 3: Hey, she’s riding a unicycle!
By this point I was too far away to hear what else they had to say. But really, the camelbak is what they noticed first?
Yesterday, while riding around Vancouver for the first time, I heard someone shout, “Hey Kris!” Not being named Kris, I just kept riding, but looked around for a potential Kris. However, no one was around. Then it hit me - the person had mistaken me for Kris Holm, who lives in Vancouver. Unfortunately, the person was long gone, so I couldn’t correct the mistake.
It’s pretty cool to be mistaken for Kris Holm.
Last Saturday I was on a ride round our recreation ground on my 29". We have a language school in our village, so the “rec” is a common meeting/lurking place for these foreigners. Passing a trio of lads (teenagers) on the roundabout, one said, “Can I have a go?” I replied, “It’s too difficult. But I’ve got my smaller uni in the car.”
A few minutes later, I gave him a quick lesson on my 20".
After ten seconds of trying he said, “It’s impossible! You must be some sort of magician!”
He then added that he thought that unicycles were only in circuses. Of course, I put him right about road, muni, street, trials freestyle… Perhaps, having seen “the impossible” he might be inspired to give it a go!
Jerry
We were out with a group of 6 unicycles and one bike. The 7 year old was on a 16", we had two 36ers, and everything in between, so it was a diverse group and we were having a ball.
A guy on roller-blades seemed to be enjoying the spectacle, and he pointed out that he had as many wheels as all of us put together…
I passed one clever guy last night who quipped “That’s Uni-que!”.
Some guy on his roof said to me “Listen to the wheel”, whatever that means. 
I replied, “Hey, don’t fall off that!”.
Two here from our rides around the university, both from ~16 year olds…
“…And I thought I was gay!”
And
“Unicycling huh… How hard was it telling your parents you’re gay?”
Seems to be a gay theme here in Hamilton. 
iLold at the first one though.
Xmas Greeting 2007
This happened nearly two years ago on Christmas day
I went out for a ride around noontime. The country roads were almost deserted. Because I am far from speedy, I often ride facing the traffic. As with walking or running, it seems safer to watch what people are up to in oncoming cars. Most drivers move over, slow down somewhat and wave. But today the first car I met moved over all right, but the woman in the passenger seat rolled down the window, gestured rudely with her cigarette-holding hand and shouted, “Stay on your own bloody side of the road?”
Well, legally, you’re a bike in Ontario, but with anything smaller than a 36", you’re prolly safer the way you were riding 
That’s the doomsday algorithm. It’s not that hard to get used to. I’ve actually known about this for some time. Props to the kid for learning (assuming he found it) it though.
“Hop it! Hop the bike!”
Hops
“YEAH!”
i ride into a childrens playground.
kid: “can you do a bunny hop?”
Me: “Yep!” Jumps up a park bench
kid: “no! no silly! can you bunny hop a bmx!”
Me: confused “urm yeah, but you may have noticed im on a unicycle..”
I just rememberd another one from a few weeks ago..
My friend and i were riding down a cycle path.
Bicyclist.“your missing a wheel matey…”
Me. “nope, we’re sharing..Credit crunch hit us pretty hard!”
I was just riding out in front of my buddies house and some people walking down the street were watching us and as they passed by
Them: “Yeah, but can you surf?”
Me: “Only on a unicycle”
…
Really though, where do you get surfing from?
I enjoy reading this thread as the comments are mostly funny and entertaining.
I have one to add that is not - but I thought I would post it 'cos I suppose it fits in with the mad-dog stories in this thread. The mad-dogs in my case were three guys in their early 20’s who were worringly offensive to me.
I was riding in a park popular with families, when I came up behind these three dudes who turned to see me as I rode towards them and in an instant basically demanded to have a go of my uni. The whole thing was over in a short time but comprised of
The Approach
The Ride Past
The Departure
The Approach:
“Oi! I want a ride of that”, “Give us a ride of that” - and so on. The three encouraging each other to a demanding frenzy. I smile and continue to ride forward.
The Ride Past:
I am close enough to the three as I glide alongside them. “Get off that I want a go!” says one. I notice the closest is moving towards me. Other expletives are coming out from all three - “Come on give us a go!”. I notice the look in the eyes of the closest and at that moment I begin to feel he may push me off. I kind of make a determined effort to keep going with a bit of a twist. and seem to get away with it. As I start “the departure” the tone changes, " get off it or I’ll take it off you".
The Departure:
I just keep going past them. I have my back to them. I don’t want to turn around. I focus on a group of adults with children way down the path. The verbal abuse continues. They talk to each other. “If I want that I’ll take it off him”. I am putting more distance between me and them. I get away.
These characters seemed to be completely devoid of any social inhibition at the way they were behaving. What they wanted, they demanded. If they couldn’t have it they would consider taking it. My parents used to take me to play on the swings and rides in that park when I was a young kid - 50 years ago! I left the park shortly after the “mad-dog” encounter with the intention of not going back for a long time.