Dear older gent constantly cycling the Eastside in a Pine State Biscuits jersey on your white road bike. You have the most severe anger problem. I’ve randomly witnessed you seek out altercations on THREE separate occasions with drivers while on my bike. Your maniacal FUCK-laced tirades with spit spewing from your mouth are an embarrassment to all cyclists, your family, friends, and Pine State. You are the problem. Calm down. Ride defensively. Quit being a horrible human.
The Most Violently Angry Cyclist in PDX
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As the de facto mayor of Blogtown, I must demand another I, ANON bike post embargo, to begin yesterday.
It’s actually a complicated BDSM scenario he has worked out with his wife. He humiliates himself, comes home and admits all the shitty behavior he has engaged with, they then walk slowly to Pine Street Biscuits while she slaps him repeatedly, and then once they get there she chews up his food and spits it in his mouth like a mother bird.
Where’s your acceptance of sexual diversity?
You’d be mad at the world too if you just pooped your pants.
Haven’t you ever seen how cranky most two year olds get?
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lol lyle