I suppose the Bike Gods are being a bit merciful this fine Friday morning. They could have given me the flat tire halfway into the office instead of a hundred yards away.
Getting home is going to be a pain in the arse today, but it could be worse.
At least it's Friday.
I need to get the damn bike into a shop to figure out what the HELL is causing all these flats!
Grandpa Pudding Brains cites pageant experience as Venezuela expertise
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America's most stable genius assessed Venezuela's readiness for elections
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