Singlespeed & Fixed Gear - A note

There comes a time fixed when all good men must use the red brown fox to jump over cables at the point where bags come into play more so than the compenent use and the actual revolutional type movement of the construct for which the communication was created.

Colors and complaints are not the mainstay to which the enviromental decree was manifested.

Get it, got it, good.

Good to see you WK.

When do we get to talk about sealing wax?

Go ride your construct. ;)

peace,
sam

A regulated stay comes, if all the men good for having to use the red brown fox to jump in handles in the point, where the bags comes thus in a game as that use compenent and revolutionalartbewegung of manpower conceive, so that the communication was caused. The colors and the objections are not rédegré, the one that enviromental the payment was announced. it receives the maintenance - you, they.

A cryptic return,
longwinded statement of life.
Ripe for a haiku.

Welcome back WK! Have you been wearing your helmet?

When do we get to talk about sealing wax?

I thought it was ceiling wax. Silly me.

Now when did they start making wax out of seals? Why are they called seals anyway? I imagine they are watertight. Is this where the word seal comes from?

hey Karstens - there is no f#$&ng spoon. Now go get me a beer.

We are so mysterious, it makes me want to pee on myself.

And you are all wrong. Sealing Wax is a wax used in a Canadian sport known as "Sealing", whereby you wax yourself up with a special wax, and then glide down a glacier on your belly, with a triumphant splash into the ocean at the end. I'm surprised you haven't heard of it.

peace,
sam

We are so mysterious, it makes me want to pee on myself.

And you are all wrong. Sealing Wax is a wax used in a Canadian sport known as "Sealing", whereby you wax yourself up with a special wax, and then glide down a glacier on your belly, with a triumphant splash into the ocean at the end. I'm surprised you haven't heard of it.

peace,
sam
I have been participating in that sport on a daily basis for years.
We have lots of glaciers next to our igloos here.
I use previously chewed whale blubber as a lubricant.
It is cheap, recycling, and superior for everyday use to the porpoise made seal wax.

I live in a giant bucket.

There is no mystery to the joys of peeing on yourself. It makes me giggle like a wee little girl. Who wants a spanking?

Cripes I need some sleep.

tuesdays coming, did you bring your coat?

There is no mystery to the joys of peeing on yourself. It makes me giggle like a wee little girl. Who wants a spanking?

Cripes I need some sleep.

i do! i do... oh wait, you meant from you.
never mind.

I have been participating in that sport on a daily basis for years.
We have lots of glaciers next to our igloos here.
I use previously chewed whale blubber as a lubricant.
It is cheap, recycling, and superior for everyday use to the porpoise made seal wax.

This is exactly the type of high-quality advice that I come to these forums for. You won't here that sort of no-nonsense advice at the local sealing wax shop, thats for sure.

And I'm glad so many people thought 'Hertzfeld' at the same time I did.

I would have liked to see zem all covered in sores. Now is the time on BikeForums where we daahnce!

peace,
sam

hour is the hour, of way that all the great men with their country do
not come, than the ramifica vixen fast brown over the lazy dog, is a
lot ill of spirit, than hell and in the morning occors from the skirt
it more! Blow outside! That governs! Freschi Sono! Healthy
defective Playback! Pants are fish in mine

From here (http://greggman.com/edit/editheadlines/2001-03-14.htm%7Ctemplate=print%7Clang=english%7C?q).

I am a consumer whöre!

My hovercraft is full of eels!

My hovercraft is full of eels!

ex-eels... expired eels...

My spoon is too big.

Can you harbor my stick insect?

Can you harbor my stick insect?

All my stick insect kennels are full, but I have space for another few thousand grasshoppers...

Banned and then promoted. It's a strange world. Congrats on both counts :D

It is a @#$@# strange world isn't it? I mean @#$# me to tears it is. I was on the cusp of giving up a lot of things and moving on to a different life and then I get hit by this train.

I love the responses. Now, who the @#$# killed Mayo?

']hey Karstens - there is no f#$&ng spoon. Now go get me a beer.

Kiss my @$$ army biotch. You owe me a beer. Buy me one. NOW.

I uh, also have CD's that I was supposed to mail. I hear they are on the desk still. I'll mail them this weekend when I finally get home.

I'm such a slug.

Stop rhyming...and I mean it!

anybody want a peanut?