Felasco is in the books. Those of us who have been riding over the last few months made it without incident as expected. Those who we worried about, who did not put in as many miles in preparation, did exceptionally well (i.e., Spanish Mackerel and Red Dragon).
This lesson was learned long ago, but reiterated over the weekend. Don’t compete against the Whittington’s in ANYTHING. They are freakishly strong, and their competitiveness is only outmatched by……well nothing. This updated lesson came in the form of a beat down in arm wrestling against Marko. If you piss off a Whittington turn around, find the nearest exit and run the hell out of there. Of course they are also freakishly fast, will catch you, and beat you senseless.
Big Jim “Noodle Arm” out.
This lesson was learned long ago, but reiterated over the weekend. Don’t compete against the Whittington’s in ANYTHING. They are freakishly strong, and their competitiveness is only outmatched by……well nothing. This updated lesson came in the form of a beat down in arm wrestling against Marko. If you piss off a Whittington turn around, find the nearest exit and run the hell out of there. Of course they are also freakishly fast, will catch you, and beat you senseless.
Big Jim “Noodle Arm” out.
3 comments:
Sorry Jim. I didn't want to beat you. But more than that, I didn't want to lose.
Yes we are competitive, hell everything is a game to us, However when it comes to arm wrasslin, be forwarned, all of us grew up under a car turning wrenches. When you are used to having transmission fluid and anti-freeze in your hair (may explain why we are follically challenged) while turning a wrench, turning anothers arm is childsplay!
and... your arms arent that small - you just have what we in the business call pretty muscle.
RD
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