First it was Mohawk Boy...
...and then it was Mr. T.
It's hard to say which of these two was the coolest.*
Generally speaking, and I do mean 'generally', people who have mohawks are considered to be cool. However, sitting on a silly little bike can severely dent that idea.
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| Dented, no longer cool. |
The Curmudgeon is stuck at home because he won't blow up the tyres on his bicycle.
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| Lazy bugger! |
It appears that there is no bus service up near the Whangarei Heads. Maybe walking isn't allowed either? Ah well, it gives the old boy (who is pushing 70) something to moan about and, I suppose, something to blog about.
* No, it's not!
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Have you ever tried walking miles and miles with a bag of golf clubs?
Oh, that's right, the way you play golf, traversing the fairways back and forth while knocking up 150 shots (the ones you actually count) would easily mean a half marathon walk.
Carry on.
Bitter.
Sorry, I meant, "Bitter, Mohawk Boy!"
"Have you ever tried walking miles and miles with a bag of golf clubs?"
Well, I have carried a double bass right through Wellington.
Help! McGonagall, McGonagall - where are you when you're needed?
maybe time for a new post.
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