Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Eric the Red Run a Ground
Sunday morning found the poor viking a bit weak from scurvy and rum. His sea legs fell right out from him in an attempt to plunder the University's Race. Many a racer passed as he felt like passing out! All alone without the kinship of his SPH crew, he finished a disgraceful race in wich even the cabin boy had a heartier set o' lungs.
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Ahoy! The Biking Viking will get his revenge.... take heart in knowing that at least you fought the good fight unlike another certain piratical devil......
Yargh!!! (that means I agree)
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