
"People as individuals, I like them, but as a crowd they are like a monster without a head that can be prodded in any direction" ~ Charles Chaplin in Limelight
You hear of it constantly.
Some of the most enlightening and entertaining moments of my day are reading up on the musings of cyclists.
It used to be about the bike. Now it is about the group that rides the bike.
How fast....how far....how much....how long and how can we disagree???
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I busted my ass the other day in the woods, riding by myself. JRA...well almost.
The cause???....bunny-hopping laydown on TI-t-SS......didn't come close to clearing it either.
It was great. Laying on the ground moaning like a douchebag. I could only laugh at myself.

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Someone said you wife's pooooosay smells like tom toms
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