A picture is worth a thousand words.

Which is fortunate because after this year’s running of the SSCXWC, I maybe have about five to spare.

So as you might can guess, a partial (and mulleted) cloud of evil descended on the City By The Bay and not a drop of alcohol, or brain cell was spared. It’s probably a good thing that this event doesn’t happen more than once a year, because there’s no way my body could take it.

Mud and blood and one hour of pure, unadulterated suffering was what this year’s race offered up, and we drank every last bit that we could physically afford. Plus whatever happened to come out of Loudass’ mouth.


Photo by Skotty Pawz.

3 Responses to “A picture is worth a thousand words.”

  1. Troy Says:

    Here’s a link to the start of a photo series of our little love fest yesterday. Good laughs, see you on the two wheels sometime again soon.

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/96201277@N00/6374694971/in/set-72157628077152767/

    T

  2. Chevil Says:

    Troy, thanks for the help, your my panda hero. Loudass can spit beer so hard it got in my eyes under my tightly clenched lids. Great shot Scotty.

  3. Philip Says:

    I wanna rub my cock on you.

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