Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Dear God. Good Sir.

Hide Your Kids.
Hide Your Wife.
And Hide your fucking beer. 

Any Bastard willing to customize a SoftRide Tri Bike
Can Kick your ass and out drink your so sorry self.

This is a monstrosity of epic proportions. It defiles all that is holy
in beer.
One can only assume this is done in jest.
The Irony has not escaped me.

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