today i got out of work and as i was about to mount my bike, i noticed a hardened crust of bird**** on my saddle.



scraped that **** off back inside at work and went on my merry way

blasted past some dude commuting home on an old touring bike hovering at the top of a hill waiting for the light to change
got to the bottom of the hill and light turned green at the perfect time

/cant stop dont want to.