Does peeling off stickers and moving them to new cubes disqualify you? Asking for a friend....

Coming here to say this. The exploding whale out-excites slimy eels by a 1000-1 factor.

If Fuglsang was on top form I think we’d have a really exciting race right now. I was really pulling for Aru there at the end!

Are we going with the literal meaning on those socks?

Does the dog think the rug is its people? Too cute!

I think it’s one of those “easier said than done” things. I encountered a bear on a nature walk - there were five of us together. We all ran like hell.

It’s the unwritten rules of cycling b.s. It makes no more sense to wait for Froome one the way up and then leave Dan Martin behind when he had a mechanical on the way down (or even not wait for Uran to get a new bike from the team car). I loathe the unwritten rules. Either have a rule or don’t. Part of the race is…

The world used to be a simpler place

Her parents also divorced when she was a baby and I always got the impression she lived more upper middle class than fabulously wealthy. User name checks out on love for JLD.

I was 16 when I first had cream cheese. Come at me, bro.

He’s probably still tired from the Giro! I’m in the UK so I feel obligated to root for Sky...but it’s just so methodical how they try to go about winning it just sucks the fun right out of it. I would much prefer to see Froome and the other GC contenders all race the Giro so they’re on equal footing.

The clock on the US Bank said 7 47 (presumably a.m.). If they did it on a Sunday morning it probably would have been abandoned regardless of permits ;)

When I go for long solo rides, I ride with one earphone in that has podcasts on (just speaking - no music). I find it keeps me entertained and doesn’t interfere with safety. I can still hear the cars, people, other bikes, etc.

I agree with you (I just have this residual tenderness for Kesha because of all of her troubles. Just hug her Jerry! Don’t send her back to darkeness).

That’s not beer - that’s Buckfast! The fortified wine of champions.

Didn’t Tan Mom go on tour?

Every day becomes more and more like a bizarro world.

This makes me happy. My mom used to put those hair ties in my hair when I was little. She called them ‘hair hookers’. Now 20 years later, every time I need to pull my hair up, all I think about is hair hookers. I have thus far managed not to say it outloud.

Especially when you’re marrying someone you used to supervise at work who you presumably had an affair with...

I feel like there were some other words in this column but all I can think about is getting my teeny-tiny hands of a can of Faxe. Brb, heading to Germany now.