I went to the San Francisco custom bike show and all I got was this stupid hangover.

No, seriously. I was raging my face off all weekend (and why wouldn’t I, given the crowd I had to rage with?)

That said, I ended up with more time to goof off and less time to type.
What? Do you think I have nothing better to do than sit around writing post after post for your amusement?
Well, ordinarily I do not, but this weekend I happened to.
I’ll have a post with all of the sordid details, like, Wednesday. Or maybe tomorrow. But probably Wednesday.
So as to not leave you empty handed, here is a handy translation guide for any Americans traveling to the United Kingdom, or vice versa;

Just so you know that I’m not the only one burning the midnight oil for your satisfaction, Kevin from PDW sent the following image as proof that he is as well;

The boys at Minneapolis West Design Works strive for great heights so you don’t have to.
Now if you’ll excuse me. I’m going to get cracking on the next post while enjoying a delicious strawberry cold on a cob.

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8 Responses to “I went to the San Francisco custom bike show and all I got was this stupid hangover.”

hugapotato March 21, 2011 at 7:31 am #

Cold on the cobb, aka, an ice lolly. But how could you leave bum and fag off that list, you wanker?

JP March 21, 2011 at 11:26 am #

What about a burly and a bugger?

db March 21, 2011 at 11:50 am #

Tecate makes champions.

ThomP. March 21, 2011 at 2:26 pm #

They left off
carbon fiber/carbon fibre.
– t

Rusty March 21, 2011 at 6:11 pm #

Hey,
You forgot “fanny”. I would have enjoyed the picture that went along with that one.
Rusty

Scooper March 21, 2011 at 6:50 pm #

and aliminium….

sarah March 21, 2011 at 11:20 pm #

and pants!

Bert March 22, 2011 at 5:40 pm #

how about
bum shag= butt fuck