In Boulder and can't ride Valmont. Wonk waaa..


<b>WAY</b> Dumber than N8 (to the power of ten alm
Feb 21, 2008
I must really love my brother. Drug my ass from Phoenix to Boulder, and I'm so scheduled with wedding crap that there isn't even an hour for Valmont.

This would be like taking Bill Clinton to a whorehouse and making him talk Middle East peace treaties instead of getting his bratwurst heated up.

I mus really love this kid, because else wise I'd tell him to eat a bowl of cock flakes so I can go ride.