Tuesday, May 7, 2013

      And so it goes...the Krampus was given a well-needed rest and the SS Pugsley had its 4" tires sloshed with horse shit and dead hooker blood. Riding at night with J-Dizzle my Shizzle was eventful to say the least, and though much of the Blue River Trails were flowing with spring water, we got in 1:45 of rocky, cock shrinking goodness. I only defied gravity *347 times and only had blood flowing from one wound- which is quite lame as my normal crashing consists of amputations. May the Fark be with you....

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