About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

9 thoughts on “The Life of an Elite Cyclist

  1. …elite cyclist, my ass…sounds like the sad delusional family tale of an ex-raceboy studying for his law degree while desperately trying hang on to his former glory…it’s always the kids that suffer…

    …oh, who am i kidding ???…i was the guy who once missed a week of training ‘cuz my cuticles were sore…

  2. just catching up – this shit is a fucking riot! “you’re a middle aged man with shaved legs and you cry at chick flicks” sounds like my husband. thanks for the laugh!