One Speed Wonder


I GOT A BIKE I GOT A BIKE I GOT
A BIKE I WANTED A BIKE AND I GOT ME

A BIKE A

REAL LIFE BIKE!!!!

Well, Cory got me a bike. At times, he is awesome to an extreme degree. The rest of the time I am punching him. After some tinkering at The Bike Pirates (which I recommend to EVERYONE IN THE WORLD) mainly just getting the wheels all checked out and some sweet shiny fenders on, we was ready to roll. I rode through the city for the first time! Stopped behind Cory at an intersection with my feet resting on the snowy curb, wind blasting hair all over my face a lady stopped to tell us how dedicated and crazy we are. To which I replied giddily “IT’S MY FIRST TIME!” Yayyyyy!

Pink Floyd – Bike.mp3
I’ve got a bike, you can ride it if you’d like

JJ Cale – Call Me The Breeze.mp3
They call me the breeze, I keep blowin’ down the road

The Raconteurs – Steady As She Goes.mp3
Steady as she goes (steady as she goes), Steady as she goes (steady as she goes)

Sister Suvi – New Orange Bike.mp3
I am the hottest motherfucker in this room, look at my new bike, look at my new orange bike!

Be Your Own Pet – Bicycle, Bicycle, You Are My Bicycle.mp3

We will come to your town, burn your house down, turn the sky brown All because, all because, all because We’re on two wheels baby, We’re on two wheels baby

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Author: Kara Lalalala

I write this blog for my family cause I am terrible at letters & emails.

1 thought on “One Speed Wonder”

  1. SWEET DUDE! But seriously that woman was right, you are crazy. I hope you wear a helmet. Maybe Cory can rig up some sort of impact cage to protect you from haters.

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