i would prefer to see him lower the bar with more control, but he’s not dropping the fucking bar. it’s literally strapped to his wrists. there is nothing wrong with what he’s doing and that’s not loud at all.
i would prefer to see him lower the bar with more control, but he’s not dropping the fucking bar. it’s literally strapped to his wrists. there is nothing wrong with what he’s doing and that’s not loud at all.
raw deal? what the fuck?
a few years ago, after a day of jet skiing and drinking all the beers, i cracked the greater tuberosity of my humerus. once back on land we started wrestling...i performed a flawless double-leg take down on a friend but landed on my right shoulder. after sleeping it off i drove six hours home in my manual…
very true. striking a low wall like that is just a recipe for disaster.
he fell what, a mile from where casartelli died in 95? my heart stopped when he went over the wall, and it felt like phil and paul were finally speechless. so glad to see him get back on his bike.
fuck those nerds. i’ve been having problems getting europsort to stream through my proxy so i had to deal with phil and paul...i hate listening to phil and paul.
absofuckinglutely.
so many stupid fucking takes in these comments.
that AAA stadium downtown is pretty sweet.
very well said.
longest story short: there is no reason to wear the yellow jersey until the last possible moment. it’s hard enough to survive to paris, there’s no reason to put a bullseye on your back.
wiggins’ wife and froome’s lady got into a fight on twitter while the stage was still on, so much waspy drama that day.
froome didn’t attack wiggins. wiggins couldn’t stay with froome that day and he still won the race with froome’s help.
lol, thanks for providing the youtube search string that will occupy my next couple of hours
just skip the original and go straight to the self cover, recorded strictly on toy instruments. like fisher price shit. DO IT.
these guys watched more talented guys get the boot for fighting in college or high school or AA ball. the one thing they know not to do is throw the first punch in center field when you’re running six feet from the guys you’re supposedly mad at.
just send the peyote over here, and we’ll call it even.
her first mistake was moving out on mud island. that mound of shit is going to sink in the river five minutes after the earthquake hits.
the embarrassing thing is that i have one, but i still do it the shitty way
damn, i appreciate that