Cavendish is a pasty meathead. He's all about his new fucking teeth
that lined up like a white fucking picket fence. Pretty boy shouldn't
be worrying about his teeth and his dead grandmother. He should be
worrying about all the monsters underneath his bed (i.e., the monster
that is unleashed in the name of Thor Hushovd). Cavendish's Tour was
over when he mashed in the Tour de Suisse when Haussler hooked him.
Cavendish's Tour is like over. Forget about him. He'll be talking
about his virtual Tour Green jersey soon. What a retard.
As ever, etc.
Superfly TNT
Thorazine can help you.
Brad Anders
Give it to me. I need it more. Sheesh!
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Old Fritz
He's no limey, he's Manx, they got a high proportion of viking stock
over there. Kippers to you.