Thursday, March 26, 2015

Dormammu is looming


You know that's right...right in soo many god dam blessit ways..If i had a million dollars..i wouldnt be buying fat bike shit...hope you all god your bags handy..cuz the grammar could be at new all time high in low...every spring my minds does cartwheels with how ol Rick baby is gonna spend it...I aint hatin cuz im lovin the fact the man works soo hard promoting...every day theres a new update, feed, ..or alll around funny from the the Rick camp..this guy is good real good...If i had my way though id run the whole thing alittle different..first off we need a petting zoo...sheep goats,.bunnies....ponys...heck even the lil pony would be fun..but...id prefer the barn yard types...and while we are at it why not Bambi...but being its Hasting that poor thing would end up in someones tummy before night fall.....Chrome poles six of em.9 feet high...9 feet high....bigtime Vegas showgirls...sequined gowns....center stage with shit burning...all around them..kids powerwheels..stacked six high covered in gasoline..that il get em...and why not have Ted Amboy Duke Nugent there..alittle riff n wiff of wang dang..omg my heads gonna explode....im searchin for my nearest cammo garmet


Numbers if your into that shit WAS labs gotem..but i aint callin them....did yall even take alook at the depth of that open field....look real closer..i aint number guy..but that all being said..id be a fools fool not to put a one or at least few in the top ten...god dam i love that SIMONSTER he has been lurking so quietly all frigid winter no numbers, no strava..no instagram...just mans work...Steve B won it last year been in the top ten since he went to the line..that sucka is the honest to goodness...most underrated fool in the once former scene,,,,hows that grammar?..poor... lol  well fuck you....Im sure sneaky eye register stalkers picked out a few crossers in there from the left coast...Twistn Shouten aint no slouching...just sayin......I aint lovin DC right now...fatbike..come on i love ya more than Wiz himself...(wonder what he's doin?)....but DC theres a big 50 looming soon..stop under achieving....I know its cold...but thats the way it is in dis bipolar state...

stop...


grammar vomit break...


back atcha...whatta about all those sweet bikes...tandems, cougars with baby seats......

When the day was done and folks were nearly gone...and only the ones the remain were the ones who gave a shit in the first place...good ol Dave and Monster Magnet would take the stage..Marshalls cranked to 9...heavy haze in the air....9 strippers on 9 foot chrome poles surrounded by gasoline covered burning battery operated childrens ride on toys...and they would play...they would play....like no one else has ever scene....
 until every last muther fucker in the valley was dead and all the Dinosaurs in Vietnam came home...

 mindless ones...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

So fucking good. Way to paint a picture T.

Anonymous said...

gonna be a tuff day fo sure!