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Post by dasaint on Aug 28, 2004 12:01:16 GMT 8
On Saturday morning, a roadie gets up early, as he has for so many Saturday morning rides, and softly slips out of the bedroom.
He dresses quietly in the next room, grabs his helmet and water bottles, and goes out to pump the tires. As the garage door opens, he's confronted by an icy, windswept rain.
He's ridden before in these conditions. He doesn't like it, but when it's Saturday morning he never misses. He ponders the dismal conditions and then retreats to the kitchen to tune a small TV to the Weather Channel.
The forecast only sounds worse. This is one Saturday when he just can't summon the determination.
With a sigh, he slips off his shoes, quietly returns to the bedroom, undresses and slips back into bed.
There he cuddles up to his wife's back and whispers, "The weather out there is terrible."
To which she sleepily replies, "Can you believe my husband went riding in that @#$%?"
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Post by MR. SUAVE on Sept 1, 2004 9:58:49 GMT 8
Nice one Dsaint! last night me and my GF were fighting and she was furious! As in banging the kitchen, yelling etc... Of course a man has to stand ( itayo ang bandila ) but during the whole mayhem, all that enters my mind were "bikes". I cant concentrate. The big smile I had when I jumped up that 3 inch gutter in CCP. The breeze I had while going down a two step concrete stair. The gush of wind I felt when speeding at 15 kph...dreaming of my next upgradetell me am I mad? :smash: hehe
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