FIRE
Jul 16, 2020
3 minutes
WORDS BORIS MIHAILOVIC
I believe, but there are riders out there who have never sat in front of a blazing outdoor fire with their fellow riders. This may be why they are such miserable, lip-pursed sons-of-bitches who tutt-tutt like old women whenever they see a wheelie or get passed by someone exceeding the speed limit. Go sit in front of a campfire, you doddering, fossilised He-Karens. Stare into the flames. Behold your own mewling chicken-shittery within them. I’m also convinced many of the issues
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