So at 8 o'clock last nite I decided to put on my faggy Lycra pants and shirt and knock of 20 miles on my road bike.....uneventful....
Stopped off at the local slimey bar and ordered a cold one...or two.....
Got challenged to a pool game by some Betty.
I sandbagged the first 4 shorts then cleared the table. The next guy up, the "betty" starts talking crap about my faggy shorts.....I clean this guys clock and the ****zbird is up again....I hand the cue over to the guy I just beat and tell heem, da schiten****ass is ALL YOURS.....
I grab my bike and proceed out the door.....she comes over and blocks my path and proceeds to give me what's left of her mind...
I mention that I'm married, her boobs realy aren't that big and I'm armed. I also added that I would blow both of her knee caps off if she didn't move......that's when the bouncer came up and tossed her out the the back.
