Thursday, 14 January 2010

Domestic Chores and non biking misery

No ride for me tonight. Turns out our washing machine is FUBAR, just what I need when I'm skint. So I'm going to have to spend all bloody night pulling it to pieces to see whats up. To compound matters, the only thing that keeps me sane is biking and I cant bike because of Domestic Stress.

Its a vicious circle, downward spiraling. I need a big ride Sunday. If not you will find me shaving my head and climbing the nearest clocktower with my 303 and my new best friend....


6 comments:

Toss said...

Thats the worse excuse I have heard for AGES! Fookin Washin Machine - my big hairy Riggot! Worse than Clarkeys excuses that one.

Jason said...

Shut up moaning you big puff

lowey said...

You two have no room to talk!!

Toss said...

get rid of that fuckin picture of that fat lad - its fuckin horrendous!!

T

D0NK said...

Oh dear, no sign of a ride report from this weekend, there are more disturbing images to come I fear.

Toss said...

Oh, we went out Donk - he's just getting lazy - the BIG homo. That pictures still there I see. Who in their right, hetrosexual-mind would put something like THAT on their blog?! It disgraceful and fookin Fruit of the Highest Order... Batty boy Dave...