Who knows why but after a summer of riding and hating the rain we threw in the towel on a night of pleasure pedals for cans of beer due to the wind. What a freaking lame excuse we pulled out but it was the best we could do. I guess most cyclists would look down on the lurker and me for not feeling like riding after commuting by bike all week in piss poor rainy conditions then trashing a breezy Friday night ride for piss, in a can. yet we did so like it or lump it. After several beers and few arguments we headed over to the trendier sites that offer fashion sense over riding and felt upon the vimeo links. I'm not sure what vimeo is but I am dead sure it doesn't have Urkel dance links. There we found people doing stuff on bikes that we both laughed at and then claimed we could do. To those guyses dismay we found out we could do their tricks and to our dismay we had fun doing it. Thus.........the no hand skid whilst drinking a beer. We went through 3 beers taking this.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Forsaken
Who knows why but after a summer of riding and hating the rain we threw in the towel on a night of pleasure pedals for cans of beer due to the wind. What a freaking lame excuse we pulled out but it was the best we could do. I guess most cyclists would look down on the lurker and me for not feeling like riding after commuting by bike all week in piss poor rainy conditions then trashing a breezy Friday night ride for piss, in a can. yet we did so like it or lump it. After several beers and few arguments we headed over to the trendier sites that offer fashion sense over riding and felt upon the vimeo links. I'm not sure what vimeo is but I am dead sure it doesn't have Urkel dance links. There we found people doing stuff on bikes that we both laughed at and then claimed we could do. To those guyses dismay we found out we could do their tricks and to our dismay we had fun doing it. Thus.........the no hand skid whilst drinking a beer. We went through 3 beers taking this.
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so, so sick. gee's dropped weight.
dropped it over my ankles for maximum skidding stoppage. I can drop a downhill on a dime with a glass and a daisy in my front pocket. and you tell who knows what that means and I will bell ya! no meaning at all as it goes to bed.
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