Tuesday 28 June 2011

Object . . . my BICYCLE

my bike . . . 



what a babe. 


I don't think there is anything else I'd rather be doing. I love my bike WAY too much. Even if i flipped over its handle bars once and cried, I love how quick it makes traveling and how it's exercise, it's good for the environment, and how I feel when I'm riding it. 
In the least gay was possible I love the freedom. 
Yeah sure a car's quicker.
But that's KILLING the earth. 
and dosnt get you fit and you don't get teh wind wooshing past yur face or the sense of danger. 
Riding a bike is fun.


And my bike is a babe.

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