April 26, 2004
I Must Remonstrate
I swear to Allah I love Rankin' Rob like a brother. He is my doppleganger, my reverse image, my soul brotha. But if he puts up another post like this one, predicting the defeat of the American God Armstrong in the Tour de Pissoirs France, I shall have to beat him with a Ford tire iron until he is whimpering "No mas, Velociman. No mas."
I'll put up with a lot of NASCAR shit from him before I put up with that.
Which, I suppose, reflects my true fear that Lance will implode this year.
I just think it's great that an American with one nut can beat a Frenchman with two five times in a row, not to mention the whimpering Germans, and the Italians, like Pantani (Allah rest his soul), who couldn't even make the hills.
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