Picture it:
Dusk inching across the sky slowly, but not slow enough to not forget the Sun was there. The wind racing across every line and through every pore of my body. The torpid volunteer workout for my legs to keep on pedaling. Clouds covering vast areas below. Riding across the melliflous pavement. Feeling invicible, but still staying wary. And like a wounded augury flying my way like demons from the sky I see Blue!.....Blue!!! wtf?!??!!?
A standing biker with blue shorts....short short shorts cuts in front of me. Normally I would not have cared but I care less for seeing someone's ass. Take this literally...blue shorts so high I almost saw everything. My boyfriend has a great ass I dont need his or his balls swinging in front of me. So naturally as reaction I sped up anc cut in front of him. We did this back and forth until I got caught between traffic and we started racing. I lost the bastard cause a car almost hit me...I look for this evil ass in the air biker....for now on!!!!
Maybe I have Biker Rage or maybe I am competitive but wth wth man....wear some real shorts tight sure...flappy NO JUST A BIG NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. People man friggin' people!
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