Here’s a pic of our boy Snake at the head of affairs. Number two plate at the front, number one plate lurking. Oh, I can feel the excitement from here.
And by “excitement” I mean, “I’m thirsty”. And by “here” I mean, “sitting on my fat ass”.
Leadville: Snake shows a clean set of wheels
…nice…….snake’s thinkin’ “operation fuck you floyd…”
floyd’s thinkin’ “what the fuck did i get myself into…?”
& big wiensy’s calmly back there thinkin’ “like the euros, i have good sensations, & soon these beyotches will see nothin’ but ass !”
I can see the testosterone patch on Floyd’s sack from here.
Seeing how I couldn’t hang with Floyd the Barber I’d be pretty fucking stoked.
“…and all I got is ‘fuckin Floyd”
the dudes in this rase rule. I’d like to finish one but all I do is shuttle runs anymore on a mountain bike
props to all you sick motherfuckers
Not a regular reader, although that’s going to change. But wondering what was up with this picture?
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/08/09/fashion/09Fitness.html?ex=1187668800&en=8ea8fa7026b8939b&ei=5070
Dr. B, regarding that nytimes photo. this is proof that ALL cyclists are dopers. these guys are so drugged up, they all think they’re on bicycles !
further reason to clean up this insidious problem. mainstream media are on to us.