So I get these text messages with pic from man Rake Flakerson. Or, is it Chase Klackerson? Zero Flieldplay? Joop Buttermilk? Whatever. Enjoy a taste of what I’m living.
Accompanying text message: “This state can provide the tiniest of miracles.”
Accompanying text message: “im so riding to work today.”
And so it goes…
March 14th, 2009 at 7:57 am
first thing that comes to mind is my ass on a saddle
March 14th, 2009 at 9:28 am
my god, am i the only one that thinks he’s starting to look like kevin? How long did it take to knock the dust off that sled? just giving you a ribshot of luvvin. glad to see you still have cycle style. How can you be drunkcycling with all that 30 something angst? put down that finger and chug a CAN of beer! oh, and I thought a shoulder and a butt were different in nature.
March 15th, 2009 at 11:53 am
…porkette ???…
…i thought a porkette was that little 16yr old blonde who lives down the block, that i’d like to…
…oh, never mind…