In the dastardly case that the meaning of life is simply an addiction to breathing, as well as the proof that everything even half-way original has been repeated ad nauseum for at least the last 50 years; any attempt to discern a modicum of sense/sensibility here in this digital wasteland will be for naughty. So, as per historical precedent, no linear order will be applied to the following scribe, for when available, voluntary retardation is the proper path; the ending masquerading as the beginning is the simplest excuse for a dynamism of stasis. In other locution: hate my balls, not my taint.
When needed, a caption -in italics - will provide a drunken explanation of any pertinent information, most likely a 35 IQ diatribe wherein beer, babes and bikes will suffice...
My last post was a report from Sacramento and NAHBS 2016/reporting for Fatbike.com /Oddity Cycles, and shame has consumed me ever since to a degree heretofore unknown in any Western society...butt, things here in KC have been so shiny and new that my stubby little fingers have been unable to put words to the 10100011001's. My loss, your gain, fucktards.
SMP, Shawnee KS.
Kaw River bus graveyard.
Rozarks, KCMO. David HasselShoff's ultra-urban masterpiece....
Lake Jacomo, KCMO with The Beej, The Silent Killer, El Blanco Miguel and the OrChasm.
Oh, and I bought another bike - sold my Jones and original Krampussy - and hitherto have been banished from the Kingdom of Oddity, a treat unlike a one-armed stripper in Branson.
...a Scott Genius Plus LT, a carbon wall-climber and rock-crawler with 27.5x3.25 tires: cushy bliss between my bologna curtains.
Swope Park, home to the 2nd annual SSKC, you fuckunts are not worthy.
...#pussycaps were an International sensation and single-handedly caused the recent Brexit.
El Blanco Miguel finally received his Moonmen Ti Fatty, and my son already wants to spend his first year's tuition to KU on his....
I drink beer. Beer I drink. Drink I beer.
...Primanti Sandwich ride, an OrChasm victory dance to the Gawds.
Ryan Jones Strikes Back, the *457th movie in the Star Whores Trilogy.
The new Oddity Cycles Gayzer bars are the shit in the shazizzle.
Dan, the Danimal Boxwine Danny puts on some serious prom dances...
Literally the sole reason that Urethra Franklin and I got a divorce, he dissed me so hard that my hot TwatWaffle dripped syrup so thick that #hardcorboncummybuns got a 5-hour chubby.
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