Oh, and this is what happens when you "make boo-boo" at the end of the race. Free night in the ER, stunning neck brace, and a stiff bed. This is how Moveitfred's race ended, but Moveitfred was nowhere near the pavement dance. Moveitfred peeled off early because God told him something like this might happen.
And Moveitfred is going to keep his opinions to himself about that whole thing.
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Fence rider.
Good fences make good bike racers, or something like that.
Dude: If you stay away from that green shit, you won't vomit all over yer supper. Is that oatmeal and lettuce you're eating?
Lawdy! You must try my mammy's Sea Dream Salad...Yum!
Just keep eatin' that fried pork, Al, and save a seat in Hell for Moveitfred.
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