Friday, January 4, 2008

Son, You Gotta Walk Like a Man...

So this morning, the Don of Minneapplepuss Bike Bloggers made an appearance at the Bloodclot HQ. [see above photo.] A "global" minion soon followed, leaving a trail of empty macaroni & cheese boxes and Camel straights in his wake. The sad thing is, both of these "cyclists" (sic) drove automobiles to the heavily fortified compound. There was much banter about infiltrating other heavily fortified bastions of local bicycle cesspools, but I fear that the obdurate chef was forced to retreat to his suburban Mother-inlaw's home to dream about track racing.

In other nooze, we're still working on our team kit. Be prepared to be underwhelmed...

1 comment:

bloodline said...

so the team kit is sideburns?