Relevant.

Maybe don’t ride 2 mph in the middle of the road, up a hill, on a windy road full of blind curves with no bike lane, and a speed limit of 40 mph.

where’s the tits? I come here for the tits.

“Yes Cindy, I’m giving your asshole brother Bill a job here today. No, I think he’s useless. He was what? Drinking this morn- ”

The only correct answer.

Umm, I’m pretty sure that has an inline 6 in it there, pal.

So seriously Raphael, where did you get that picture? No more than a month and a half ago, I took the exact same picture on Rt 89 coming out of Page, AZ, except out of a cruise america windshield. I about pissed myself when I saw the picture.

Like you mentioned, my crash didn’t involve injuries or a busted bike. Just a busted ego and some lessons learned.

that’s the way I remember it, one long string of words, like Finnegan’s Wake, all scrunched together. it’s art-lit, a word picture, multi-media and new-age.

Hey troll, feel free to fuck off.

Whoops, sorry. You got lost on the internet and stumbled into a car enthusiast website. The site you were looking for is thataway.

You’re fun at parties, aren’t you?

I’d go find a gif that shows someone missing the point, but I’ve got better things to do.

Yeah, but what’s its ‘Ring time?

That’s like trying to find a hooker that promises she’s a virgin.

A jump box; LOL. Ok, go ahead- see if it’ll turn over. Go on. I want to see this. What’s that? Yes; of course I’ll hold your beer.

You sure do live up to your name...

And.....this is how I tip-toe through the tulips.....

They were out of Voss.

I’m sorry, you must be confusing Maryland with Florida. I mean New Jersey. I mean New York. I mean Virginia. No wait Georgia. Actually-