Originally Posted by
grolby
needmoreair on the other hand has never cried. He takes curdled milk in his coffee and eats baby porcupines for breakfast. And he knows that winning a bike race is serious business and no one cares about those other chumps who showed up to lose.
Please. I weep tears of acid over the shattered carcasses of those who dare try take my wheel or argue a line.
Baby porcupines? That's perverse.