I'm real fucking sore. Bruised both my heels good.
Not to mention the concussion and ruination of my beloved yellow Catlike.
Farewell, old friend.
Though, this is on its way from Prendas. Cheaper than an ambulance ride, but not by much.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
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Ouch. The scariest part of that injury is the weird pustule sticking out of your tattoo.
Glad you lived. What's your position vis tubulars these days?
Can't you see all the great "feel" I'm getting out of my tubulars?
Well at least you can clutch your new whisper when the pain comes.
Is this a tape vs. glue issue or a tubey vs, clincher issue? I'll be runnin' tube-less here soon enough.
Glad you didn't take it all to the dome piece.
I've got your script. Yes, I mean your script. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH
Hope youre starting to feel better man. Im starting to feel better, really debating racing on Sunday. But your egg beater to the side still kinda sucks.
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