- Apr 8, 2020
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OK, now I really don't believe you!
If The Badger brained one poor French socialiste miner with a single fist, while prancing around in road cleats on le Col de l'Ange, just imagine what he would have done with an entire limo at his disposal, and you out there slipping around on a rain-drenched road to boot! Come on, man....
You wouldn't even be singing "Crawling From the Wreckage" to your mamma...let alone telling tall tales about cussing out cycling's baddest bad-ass ever, on StyFoVeLo.
The word "mercy" doesn't exist in The Badger's lexicon, not in any language.
He was drinking mimosas in the back.
If he was driving, I might have been screwed.