creak, creak, creak, and i cower in fear, of being ridiculed, of laughed at, or more specifically, of being impotent, of not having the power of fixing it, of taking care of my own bicycle, that I ride a clunker, or that my different method of locomotion is bad, because it sounds horrible, and maybe that's true, but i like it, and I don't want it to make any sounds, i don't like it when i stand out, for all the wrong reasons, that the squeak, the creak, the sound just isn't good at all. needs to be fixed.