FLOYD !!!

Resurgent Landis wins Stage 17; Pereiro holds yellow

JULY 20 - American Floyd Landis (Phonak) chased down and destroyed an 11-man breakaway, then soloed away to win the 17th stage of the Tour de France Thursday in Morzine after 200.5km of racing on the final day in the Alps. Spain's Oscar Pereiro (Caisse d'Epargne-Illes Balears) retained the race lea...

....On the 7th day God rested. On the 8th day, the FLOYD woke God's bitch ass up and did spake: "Get you bitch ass in that kitchen and make me some pie!"

After 'losing' yesterdays lead, along with any hopes for a podium place, the Floyd singlehandedly bitchslap'ed the entire peloton and soloed to a win in the Tours hardest, most mountainous stage.

Choke on that Cyril.

Just sayin', that's all

Floyd

The Floyd after again showing the EuroTrashies who's boss.

Various photos of EuroTrashies throwing themselves and their bikes to....the ground, the crowd, the barriers,...etc

Someone sees a 1/2 price latte up ahead....
All of the EuroTrashies scramble to bunch up and hurl themselves and bikes into the crowds..........

Simple math.

It's simple math. In a few short years, Americans will win every bike race on the planet. Why? It's simple. Only Americans will be racing bikes !! You'll see the logic in a moment.
EuroTrashies are an impertinent bunch. Give them a 2 second bonus or a free water bottle for a stage win and they will inevitably begin to smash their bikes and bodies into whatever hard pointy surface is available !
"Mon Deu!!! Hanz! is zhat not de feenish line ahead?" "Ya Pierre it iz dee line, perhaps ve should acclerate our bikes to 60 kilometers an hour und start running into things? No?"
Not unlike a Max Sennet movie, EuroTrashies speed up, bunch up, and then start crashing as hard and as fast as they can. It's the EuroTrashie way of things.

So, in a few years their athletic prowess will no doubt knock enough of 'em outta the gene pool that the Freds and Bobs and Franks and Floyds will run amuck.
In a perfect world anyway.

Uhh ohh......trouble ahead? Sacre' Bleu !!

Here's the overall classification after todays stage:

General Classification After Stage 12
1 Floyd Landis (USA) Phonak
2 Cyril Dessel (Fra) AG2R-Prevoyance 0.08
3 Denis Menchov (Rus) Rabobank 1.01
4 Cadel Evans (Aus) Davitamon-Lotto 1.17
5 Carlos Sastre (Spa) Team CSC 1.52
6 Andreas Klöden (Ger) T-Mobile 2.29
7 Michael Rogers (Aus) T-Mobile 3.22
8 Juan Miguel Mercado (Spa) Agritubel 3.33
9 Christophe Moreau (Fra) AG2R-Prevoyance 3.44
10 Marcus Fothen (Ger) Gerolsteiner 4.17


Looks like there's a EuroTrashie behind Floyd, a Frenchie to boot! A Frenchie named Cryil.

MeThinks Floyd should turn around and bitchslap Cyril. Just for having such a stupid French name.

From now on I'll be bold printing Floyd's name as it appears. This is simply because he is Floyd, and as such is entitled to stand out above the rest.

Large print also scares EuroTrashies.

Just sayin', that's all

EuroTrashies chasing Le' Merican

Go EuroTrashies Go !!!
Allez !!
Victorie'

Good thing it's downhill and there's a helichopter to point out just how far ahead that darned American is.

Still there.......

Glamor shot of Floyd putting the hurt on the EuroTrashies

Dear EuroTrash.......choke on this !

The rider wearing the pretty yellow shirt is ummmm, well, he's ....ummm

AMERICAN !!!

A Mennonite farmboy from Pennsylvania named Floyd. See how it is? Simple, easy to pronounce names like: Greg, Lance, and Floyd. Get used to it Pierre'.

"Hold my beer.........and watch this!"

Famous last words........

BitchSlapped again. Braille trail, first part, that 90degree left and vertical drop after the hump.

Instead of putting out a foot and leaning the turn, I figured I'd lock the rear and just skid a quick left. Should be able to get the bike pointed downhill and not have to almost come to a stop. Skid. Seemed like a good idea. It probably was, except it was a 90deg. turn. My 'skid' amounted to about 45deg., at best. I was now commited on a near vertical drop but had the little problem on not being 'aligned' with the trail. I was aligned however. With a bunch of trees. I seemed to remember thinking I should bail, but it was decided for me a second later. Babyhead or root, not sure which, but the front wheel stopped. I actually went over the bars and remembered disengaging my feet so I wouldnt carry my bike with me. Not a problem. The bike continued its trajectory, and nicely slammed into my back on the 2nd or 3rd rotation.

It was a complete yard sale. Even my CamelBack was about 5 feet away on the 1/2 off rack, and it has 2 shoulder straps and a sternum lock. Go figure.

Anyway.....as the Tour Day France is in full force, I heard someone where I work comment on the perception that bike racing is for pussies.

Pussy on !!