Evil Cycling

At the top of that list is hate, but a close second is friends, and two friends of Evil went and did the fool thing this past weekend of consummating their relationship in the eyes of THE MAN.
To Complayna and Joseph Trent Parkin, we here in the EVIL camp all would like to wish you a happy and healthy future.
Our wedding toast was a toss up between the following;
‘I know you’ll have a long and happy life together, and will walk hand in hand into a bright, and promising tomorrow.’
Or
‘I took a shit in your closet last night.’
We opted for the former, though we know them both to be true.

Our resident drunken mick Rob Clark took to the “Dirty Kanza“ affair in Kansas, a 205 mile death fest “Endurance gravel ride”, from morning until well after dark. Well done on finishing, Rob. You look like shit, but that’s nothing new. Here’s Rob trying to exchange money for a hand job from one of his fellow competitors, but obviously said competitor is far more interested in his taco’s than Rob’s tamale.

From Rob himself:

“168 started, 65 finished.  I tied for 39th overall, 31st in my division.
And, yes,  I was beaten by three guys on a single speeds.  And one
woman, too.

It was hot.”

But don’t take it from me. How about you meet Lord Loser himself?

Or if you will, you could go and piss off Sov.

Image hoisted from The Fucking Bike Club.

Now go fuck yourself.

Then we have just the fix for you. It’s like motorized doping, except it’s not like that.

L/XL Socks BACK IN STOCK. T-SHIRTS IN 3 WEEKS. MY DONG IS TINY AND SAD.

Everything in capital letters is true.

Yup, our thoughts exactly!

And hey, we’re back in stock on L/XL EVIL SOCKS!