It was a given that it had to be lowered. I could only get one big toe to touch the ground.
Before he had put the last shiney-tool-thingie down,
DAMNFARKARSESHITBALLSMOTHERFARKENARSELICK ….
. Happy, Happy, Happy. Joy, Joy, Joy.
And so a little girl waits…..
this little hunk of steel that is destined to propel me into a state of exquisite riding ecstasy.
To be absolutely honest, my sphincter was ambushed by a fierce onslaught of spasms, I was terrified.
Off we go, poor little Nodrog was glued to his mirrors.
. As smooth as a baby’s botty I tells ya!! Even when I chose the wrong gear on occasion,
I only felt a mild vibration on my bum bum,
The brakes … farken hell I just need to look at the lever and they are on..…bloody marvellous!!
Poetry in motion.
I am a mere n00b and still have much to learn, but I am most certainly looking forward to my long and lustful journey with my Trumpy

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