i think the one guy who got closer to hitting me than the others was in a hurry to get home to beat his wife. i can only imagine the rage; those damn cyclists trying to ride my road, while i am trying to get home to get my fat ass onto my couch.
8/03/2006
after
i got lucky i didn't try and beat the rain on the lunch ride, i waited an extra few minutes only to see the hardest rain and hail i have ever seen. no lunch ride. around the lake after work, higher redneck factor than normal, a few way too close, no need for that, my fat hips weren't even that far over the line, assholes.
i think the one guy who got closer to hitting me than the others was in a hurry to get home to beat his wife. i can only imagine the rage; those damn cyclists trying to ride my road, while i am trying to get home to get my fat ass onto my couch.
i think the one guy who got closer to hitting me than the others was in a hurry to get home to beat his wife. i can only imagine the rage; those damn cyclists trying to ride my road, while i am trying to get home to get my fat ass onto my couch.
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