It's Just Pure Evil..Kinda like a Virus
If you're like me, when you're out there riding, you fall into a certain cadence, a groove if you will. This groove tends to lend itself to getting a song going in your head; usually matching your feet as they crank away the miles. This past Saturday, I was out doing a training ride with the Clones; Ass Master Guin-Ass, at the head of the pack, yells back to all of us "Take a left at the next intersection, then we have a long grinding hill". This inspires me to burst into a verse of "The Long and Winding Road" changed of course to "The Long and Grinding Hill". A couple of miles later, Eric (GP-Ass) pulls up next to me shaking his head. "Thanks a lot" he grumbles, "Now I have The Long and Winding Road stuck in my head..grrrrr". To return the favour, he starts singing Farmer in the Dell (Dude I'm in a Dell !!....ooops sorry) and any other nursery rhyme he can think of. He couldn't have picked a more infectious weapon...those simple little sing song melodies stick in your head like crazy glue on acid..Especially while peddling...errr, and as much as I hate to admit it; Bingo WAS his name-o....Damn you Geepster, Damn you!! Evil I say....Pure Evil. 
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Posted by PunkAss at 10:42 PM