I can’t miss out on the fad of changing handles. Who am I the King of? According to Queen (a.k.a. mrs) bunnyman, nothing. But I am the King of the bunnyman institute. That title, along with $1.50, will get me a 32 oz Gatorade (Rip Tide Rush…yum!!!).
I did do this different by not completely changing my handle, just adding the appropriate title to it. Also, my new title is quite outrageous.
I proclaim me King (of nothing) bunnyman!!!
To my adoring subjects (all none of you), I will say this: act like rabbits in every way, especially what we do best!!! What we do best is very good for the soul, keeps us from going blind, and makes us very happy and not very grumpy.
Make sure to ride tubular tyres and don’t use those bloody awful Integrated Headsets, as we must fight for the correct engineering for our bikes.
The King bunnyman Prayer:
Our King bunnyman
Who art in bunnyman institute garage
Hallowed be thy name
Thy tyres are firm
As they are tubular
For training as well as racing
Give us this day our daily carbon
Please forgive our past use of clinchers
As we forgive those who use clinchers
Lead us not into integrated headsets
And deliver us from aluminum forks
For thine is the carbon, the power tools and the epoxy resin
Forever
So there.