People think I’m against ALL cyclists. Not true. It’s just the dicks I don’t enjoy. The guys who wear their helmets whilst dining at the table next to me. The 60 year old men who look like the aliens from District 9 (hence their nickname “prawns”) clearly exposing their balls under a thin layer of lycra. The pricks who ride through red lights – prompting kids to do the same when they get their new bike. Those are the kind of cyclists I’m after. They’re what we in the industry refer to as “assholes.”
Unlike this cyclist, who is just awesome.
Enjoy the water bottle holder
A quiet Black Label for the boys!
Beautiful!
[thanks ard]
