No bullsh*t

March 3, 2008 § Leave a comment

I was this close to riding a mechanical bull at lunch after the Merco crit. They even provide you with a hat so you feel like a real wrangler and some brief training so you don’t break your neck.

But alas, I wore a skirt. And yeah, I probably would have given it a go if it were just a potential upskirt issue, but I forgot to throw underpants into my post-crit bag and therefore ran the risk of giving Merced the full monty*, or whatever the female equivalent is. So no bull for me.

Next year that bull is mine.

* TMI? Talk to Mr. Man, who made the mistake of telling me he didn’t think I’d actually write that on my blog. Now go wash your brain out with soap.


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