I beg to differ. It was two in the morning and I had just left my friends house. The bike didn't even start in his driveway, but did I wake him up and ask for a ride? No. Did I wake my parents or anyone else up and ask them to come get me? Nooooo, I just walked the bike home (well, I pedaled it for a mile, pushed it for a half a mile, and put it in the ditch and walked another 2.5 miles, that's a total of 4 miles without a motor and on dizzying sleeplessness before a couple of guys picked me up.) I almost fell asleep in my friends chair, but I decided to not be a burden and just walk home. Straight-edge people aren't mean. In fact, It's been my experience that alcoholic jocks are the meanest, most sadistic people I've ever come in contact with. If a straight-edger has ever been mean to you, you probably brought it on yourself.