I used to have some respect for cyclists, being environmentally friendly and healthy, but It’s over, I have to draw the line…don’t come into my favorite cafe with your saggy old man balls bulging out of your spandex, dripping sweat onto the counter, handing the barista warm soggy cash, sitting your sweaty ass down and breathing so fucking heavily! You ruin the cafe experience, jerk!
This article appears in May 1-7, 2008.
Look, most cyclists aren’t like that. C’mon, how many saggy wetballed fuckers do you see walking into coffee shops, really?