what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

“What?”  she petitioned

“pilderwasser”   I persisted

“What the hell does that have to do with bicycles?”

“Nothing
or everything
just like anything
it’s a quality of life issue”

I picked up a pitchfork and posed for a picture with the pigs. Then I presented the piano player with a pilderwasser plaque and a pack of precious pickles. Paula pretended to pet the poodle and puked in the pews while Peter pilfered another piece of pecan pie. Then we procured the Puch, the Peugeot and the Pinarello and proceeded to pedal past the pissed off pasty pastor with poor posture who was preaching at the pulpit. 

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I liked that stop, water, beer, pie, pork chop, water, beer, pork chop, beer, beer, beer time to ride cause we are out of beer.

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if a woodchuck could chuck wood

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