I have a new hobby. I eat my lunch on chatroulette (unfortunately NSFW in this sick world of ours). Everyone seems to appreciate it and it's a real conversation starter. One girl even said she wanted me to "put it in her". Ummmm.
My real goal is too make a sandwich look so good that it will inspire one off the numerous cock handlers on the sight to drop his weapon and put his time to more culinary endeavors. It's a long shot, but if I can just reach out to one person hundreds will be affected.
I'll be damned if a sandwich can't change the world one bite at a time.
No bike news, but soon I should have pics of my revived SS race machine. It will be of mental deficient nature to the point of exception.
Due to karmic forces, I am not yet able to give you details of the potential, even probable, trip I have at a rolling boil on the front burner. You probably couldn't handle it anyway.
Thanks to the kids at Evil Cycling. Now, they will see me coming and still be able to do nothing about it. Muuhahahahahaha...hahahaha...muhuhuuu.
Evil hats: As sexy as a sandwich