The pavement was all kinds of bad-mouthing your mom the other day while I was riding my bike, so I jumped off and gave it a piece of my mind. I've got your back like that, Internet.
Alternatively, I was crossing the street (on bike) down by the piers after dinner. There was a gradual curb at the median strip, and I only saw the gradual.
(P.S.: that bottom knuckle on my small finger? Still swollen from when it got slammed by a football. IN MARCH. Sigh.)