Dear Old Chicago “bro”,
I just want to start this letter by commending you on your choice of attitude… wait, let me rephrase that: your “bro-titude”. When me and my friends came to eat lunch, partaking in your “Rush Street” pizza buffet, we assumed we would get some good pizza quickly and we could return to [...]
Inebriation: the sweet release, cooked on zip sauce, stewed on the juice, happy times with grandpa… Alcohol, of course, is a great social lubricant. It makes white folks dance, it makes some of us slightly less awkward, and it can sometimes help us procreate. (Intentionally, right?)
Whilst under it’s sweet spell, I was coerced into doing [...]
Steampunk + recumbent == super steezy/scary
Check it.
(I think he’s headed back to his parent’s garage, FTR).
The oft abused term “hipster” certainly applies to the folks who are more concerned with matching their chain with their grips and really don’t ride for fun. These are the people who buy Aerospokes and anthropomorphize their bikes. “Holden is so cute.” What, are you talking about your child (equally asinine, all parents love their [...]
Because the world doesn’t really need another blog, that’s why.
Now, STFU.