YOU’VE COME A LONG WAY, BABY.
Except for the part about not wearing cycling clothing to church. We’re still on board with that one in a lot of ways.
This one’s for you, my favorite flask wielding cycling lady. You know who you are.
YOU’VE COME A LONG WAY, BABY.
Except for the part about not wearing cycling clothing to church. We’re still on board with that one in a lot of ways.
This one’s for you, my favorite flask wielding cycling lady. You know who you are.
The “Don’t ask, ‘What do you think...my bloomers?’” is particularly golden.
Here are the rules I’ve broken only this morning: - Saying “feel my muscle.” - Wearing loud-hued leggings jeggings (even...
don’t say, “feel my muscle.”
I’m gonna go buy some loud-hued leggings.
FEEL MY MUSCLE, EVERYONE
(rhodeskc:18milesperhour) i violate pretty much all of these on a daily basis.
mistakes. Especially the church thing. I’m sorry, Father Garfield, I had no idea. In all fairness though, I was only...
you, my favorite flask wielding...lady. You know who you are.