Is your refridgerator running?

I was biking down the Embarcadero yesterday afternoon, minding my own business, when a car full of aggressive women started yelling at me. The woman riding shotgun leaned almost her entire body out of the front window as she yelled:

"Hey! Hey! Your wheels are rolling! Your wheels are rolling!"

She looked sort of alarmed and was so insistent that even though I was fairly sure my bike was not malfunctioning, I glanced down at my front wheel.

The whole car busted up laughing, gripping their sides and nearly running the car off the road with their guffaws.