94 Special Report 3 - Lounge Lizard Larry Edition
(Ed. note: This is for more serious readers... seriasely...)
What a ride!
The Train was up spanking at 2:39am thinking he was running late, quickly fell asleep and was up spanking again at 4:00am. After packing up the car, he raced for Woodmead munching his jungle oats [train fuel], whilst driving at 170 km/h and spanking. After arriving at Woodmead, quickly got ready and rushed off to the start line to meet up with the Bobbie and Lani.
We were cunted down, the shot sounded and we were off spanking. The Train quickly picked up the Lani and set the pace as a domestique should. The Trains pistons were feeling spanky, but had to put up a straight face [Mafias do not give up easy, they spank to the death].
Group E was spanking up the pace, I could see pieces of charcoal blowing out of the chimney, this meant the Train was in trouble, but still put up a straight face and concentrated on the job at hand [spanking the Lani]. While spanking one of the empty coal wagons, it seemed the Lani was dropped with it.
Through town, down Jan Smuts, great support from the crowds and refreshment stands [the ladies at the Randburg stand seamed to be wearing almost see through black leggings] (BObride: (pissed) you spent a sentence on this?!!!). The train not distracted by all this kept spanking ahead, turned onto N14 and the wagons started falling off. The harder the train powered on the faster other cyclist rode past. The Train tried to jump on to a few passing pelotons but spanked [the Train pistons were screaming for mercy, but the train driver was not listening, he kept pushing in more charcoal down the engine].
The Train was hurting when suddenly he heard the BObbie shouted, "Larry, Larry, spank on"! Spank on I did but kept falling back [thank you Master BObbie, you were a true teammie and friend and thanks for spanking me].
Off the N14, the Train is still suffering, but spanking on, then suddenly the BObbie called out shrimps. The Train tried to encourage him to spank it out, he did for a while but insisted in pulling over to spank. The Train was off on his own again, fighting of spanks.
At the top of Blue Hills the Train pulled over to top up water as the engine was at at threat to over spanking, the people at refreshment stand commented at the amount of spanking the Train was taking in whilst downing some coke. They got spanked in their faces as Train pulled off.
The Train now feels recharged, he flew past the Pink Drive stands and eventually sprinted across the line, glad it was over. In summary, the Train was not happy with his spanking at first, but had to accept it based on how little spanking he did, the result was fitting. Well done to all the BO punks, let us go back to Stoneheaven to spank those 40km palookas for our usual anger managements. Does anyone know how to convert a steam engine to an electric battery operated one?
What a ride!
The Train was up spanking at 2:39am thinking he was running late, quickly fell asleep and was up spanking again at 4:00am. After packing up the car, he raced for Woodmead munching his jungle oats [train fuel], whilst driving at 170 km/h and spanking. After arriving at Woodmead, quickly got ready and rushed off to the start line to meet up with the Bobbie and Lani.
We were cunted down, the shot sounded and we were off spanking. The Train quickly picked up the Lani and set the pace as a domestique should. The Trains pistons were feeling spanky, but had to put up a straight face [Mafias do not give up easy, they spank to the death].
Group E was spanking up the pace, I could see pieces of charcoal blowing out of the chimney, this meant the Train was in trouble, but still put up a straight face and concentrated on the job at hand [spanking the Lani]. While spanking one of the empty coal wagons, it seemed the Lani was dropped with it.
Through town, down Jan Smuts, great support from the crowds and refreshment stands [the ladies at the Randburg stand seamed to be wearing almost see through black leggings] (BObride: (pissed) you spent a sentence on this?!!!). The train not distracted by all this kept spanking ahead, turned onto N14 and the wagons started falling off. The harder the train powered on the faster other cyclist rode past. The Train tried to jump on to a few passing pelotons but spanked [the Train pistons were screaming for mercy, but the train driver was not listening, he kept pushing in more charcoal down the engine].
The Train was hurting when suddenly he heard the BObbie shouted, "Larry, Larry, spank on"! Spank on I did but kept falling back [thank you Master BObbie, you were a true teammie and friend and thanks for spanking me].
Off the N14, the Train is still suffering, but spanking on, then suddenly the BObbie called out shrimps. The Train tried to encourage him to spank it out, he did for a while but insisted in pulling over to spank. The Train was off on his own again, fighting of spanks.
At the top of Blue Hills the Train pulled over to top up water as the engine was at at threat to over spanking, the people at refreshment stand commented at the amount of spanking the Train was taking in whilst downing some coke. They got spanked in their faces as Train pulled off.
The Train now feels recharged, he flew past the Pink Drive stands and eventually sprinted across the line, glad it was over. In summary, the Train was not happy with his spanking at first, but had to accept it based on how little spanking he did, the result was fitting. Well done to all the BO punks, let us go back to Stoneheaven to spank those 40km palookas for our usual anger managements. Does anyone know how to convert a steam engine to an electric battery operated one?
Larry: (declaring) I AM THE SPANKER!!!
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