Ok, this is a bit out of left field, but I had my first slowtwitch dream the other night, after my latest race. In that dream we held a slowtwitch xmas party. All the gang was there and it was a trip, I can tell you, until the SWAT team led by Colin Farrell came to shut us down…
Anyhow, if we held this (and one year we should), what do you think would happen - how would it play out…give us your versions. Pictures optional but welcome.
dopey is outside with his nose pressed against the glass, looking sad–everybody lets him. No…Tom double dog dared him and his tongue is stuck to the flagpost and no one is missing him.
Hmmm…I have a feeling my left half, Gyno, will be going home with my right half, Andro, and they’ll both be liquored up and gettin’ groovy with each other and then figure out that I’ve been watching them the whole time and that’ll be awkward.
Ironguide is in one of those inflatable sumo suits challenging all and sundry to a wrestle off, Tom is sitting alone playing with his Walter PPK while Fulla flicks through Girl Guide annuals and Francois is regaling the rest of us with tales of his latest 6/2 hr brick. Bjorn and Jonas are surrounded by most of the straight women in San Francisco while they sort out who has the biggest thighs…Ironclm is wielding the tape measure with a strange look in her eyes. And Bjorn wins the contest because he just rode Las Vegas to San Fran averaging a touch under 40kph (he had to stop to pee).