Not the intimidating leather and Harley kind. The skinny, spandex-and-yellow-jersey clad kind.
There they go!
Let’s pretend one of those guys is Lance Armstrong.
All that spectating sure made me hungry.
Not the intimidating leather and Harley kind. The skinny, spandex-and-yellow-jersey clad kind.
There they go!
Let’s pretend one of those guys is Lance Armstrong.
All that spectating sure made me hungry.
Please more details on the contents of that sandwich.
Baguette, chicken kabab AND a merguez sauasage, sauteed onions. Totally delicious.
Le hell yes.