SkaredShtles said:Dammit. Blocked by the Man.
Unlike Skooks, Mancil's cool factor is *plummeting.*
Blaa I don't care what anyone says, It's been a great way for me to catch up with old friends.
SkaredShtles said:Dammit. Blocked by the Man.
Unlike Skooks, Mancil's cool factor is *plummeting.*
Konabumm said:Blaa I don't care what anyone says, It's been a great way for me to catch up with old friends.
That is my favorite part. Had to read it 3 times.That is not going to be doing the happen.
bwahahaha!!!The Mikester, (as the Jan is being referring to his bro-ham and fellow Mobster Michael Rodgers,) said that the Jan was trying to have the sweet sex with Simoni's bike pump when they called his name for the start. The Jan does not remember this, but it is seeming to be possible. I have seen this bike pump when the Jan is sober, and still the Jan would totally do her. Or it, maybe. The Jan is not being clear on the gender of bike pumps.
The Mighty Uniballed One, the Lance, is now telling people that he thinks Jan is going to be winning the Tour this year. To which the Jan is being saying, Ja, no ****, dumbass.
Konabumm said:There was being much rain and wind and lightning when Jan did begin to pedal yesterday, but that was totally being the Jan's fault. The Jan must be careful when pedaling, for when the Jan's massive thighs begin to spin so close together, they are creating a low pressure system centered on the Jan's "special place" that is often causing massive weather anomalies and atmospheric disturbances. It can be embarassing.
Hahahha...I read that this a.m. too. I'm not a big Jan fan, but whoever this joker is that is doing his page has got me ready to cheer him on in the Tour!!moff_quigley said:Bump...he updated his page.
"The Jan is being a simple man. The Jan takes in schnitzel and beer, and outputs death and pain. It is being that simple."
"People of France, gather your children. Run to the hills. For the Jan is coming. And death rides with him."
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Quit being harshing the Jan's buzz.
Listen, OK, the Jan was just going to be taking this time to be preparing for the Tour. It is only being in like, some days from now. The Jan must be focused!
It is kind of being like those dreams where you are at the last day of school and suddenly you are realizing that you have not been being studied for your final in the Maths, and you are all like, "Oh, the Jan is totally fuschieked now!" And then the principal is being calling you to his office, and it is not being the principal, but instead it is being the bearer of the One True Ball! And he is being very angry, and he is being pulling down your lederhosen and spanking you, and your Grandmama is there and she is being crying in shame, and then you are waking up and you are being covered in sweat and you are doing the heavy breathing thing from the movies, and then your girlfriend is being like, "Hey, the Jan, first of all, thanks for the totally great sexes you are always being giving me, you are being the best with the sex," and then you are all like, "Ja, the Jan is being good at the sexes. It is known." And then she is being like, "Hey, what's the matter?" And you are all like, "I was being crying, and the Lance was spanking the Jan's tushy in front of the Nana, and, and..." And then she is being like, "Hey, shhh... There, there now. You were just having a bad dream. Come on now, there, there..." And then she is hugging you, and you are feeling better. But then, the camera is slowly zooming in, and, geschissen! She is not being the girlfriend. She is the Lance! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaggghhhhhhhhhhhh!
Friday, June 30, 2006
Shame, shame, forever shame...
Category: Sports
This may be the last blog for a while.
It's hard to sum up the disappointment that comes with an announcement like this.
I love Jan Ullrich. I love him for his class. I love him for all the **** he eats from the press. I love him because he couldn't beat the arrogant Texan with a baseball bat, but Jesus did he try. I also love him for his near-genius ability to **** things up no matter how much natural talent God gave him, and always seemingly at the last moment.
But I hate this, and regardless of what comes out of this, Jan definitely had contact with that sleazy doctor, and Jan definitely lied about it. Innocent until proven guilty, but if you're T-Mobile, and staring at a very likely Tour de France victory, everything you've dumped hundreds of millions of dollars into for the last five years, you don't pull Jan out of the Tour unless you've seen some pretty hard evidence. And then for CSC to pull Basso AFTER Jan is already gone? Ivan Basso was nearly guaranteed a free ride to the Yellow Jersey with Jan gone, so don't tell me CSC didn't see something scary.
This is a disappointment on many levels for me, but it's a slap in the face to everyone who loves the sport, to every CAT racer out there grinding it out in Nowhereland for a place on a rickety plywood podium, and everyone who just gets out and rides.
If I'm going to cheer for anyone, I'm going to cheer for David Millar, who has been brutally honest about what he did, and is now trying to ride the Grand Boucle without anything in his bloodstream, unlike God-knows-how-many other riders in the peloton.
Thanks for reading, let's hope Jan and Ivan get themselves straightened out, and lets hope for the best Tour de France in 20 years.
Get out and ride.
reflux said:The reflux will be being missing the Jan's daily updates of pain, soul crushing, and speaking of yummy delicious puppies. It is being a sad day for the Reflux, the Jan, and the sport of cycles.
The poptarts made The Jan visit the doctor. Damn poptarts.reflux said:The reflux will be being missing the Jan's daily updates of pain, soul crushing, and speaking of yummy delicious puppies. It is being a sad day for the Reflux, the Jan, and the sport of cycles.
As the N8 mentioned, are the poptarts also being the sad?? Do poptarts being come in the flavors of the blood of babies?Ciaran said:The poptarts made The Jan visit the doctor. Damn poptarts.