Big Black MOTHERFUCKING Cox (CCX)

What can I say? Let me start with MOTHERFUCKER. OK the R36 is on hold. I'm trading up to this MOTHERFUCKER. Dont forget to play the soundtrack. Let me end with MOTHERFUCKER.
http://www.koenigsegg.com/

Love Thy MOTHERFUCKING Neighbor

http://www.snopes.com/photos/risque/ventcover.asp

I'm goin to carve my bush out front into a big love thy motherfucking neighbors. Mow my lawn into a big "fuck you". Hell, just sit on my porch fingering everyone.

>MOTHER.
GOT MOTHER?
GOT RAGE? FUCK U.

MOD SAYS I'M HOT SHIT

Hope I didn't scare too many MOTHERFUCKERS w/ the frenchman moustache, I promise it didn't last more than 12 hours.



















Charlie tried to sit on it though!


Looks like MOTHERFUCKER nature feels the same way about cross as last year!














Oooops, it's MOTHERFUCKING empty.




















So you drivin this way Paddy?

The Loudest Dot com MOTHERFUCKER On the Planet

MOTHERFUCKING TRANSFORMERS

Got the MOTHERFUCKING CAST UPGRADED.
















THIS MOTHERFUCKER WAS INSIDE THE OLD ONE


















FOUND THIS THING AT THE END OF THE DAY
























OH, MOTHER THATS DIRTY

MOTHERFUCKER DRINKS LIKE A SODA

I want to drive around in this rig and give motherfuckers an energy high. Then ride my bike.

MOTHER.

Unionize MOTHERFUCKERS

Laying the Law of the Wild MOTERFUCKERS

Our we losing grasp of the motherfucking english language around here.
Rule #1 of this site: This site contains the word motherfucker over, and over, and over again. Rule #2: see rule number 1.If u skip rule #2 and go to rule #3 then: this site contains motherfuckers who drink beer, over, and over, and over again.
If that doesn't work go to rule #4: this site contains motherfuckers who ride their bikes over, and over and over again.
Rule #5: this site contain motherfuckers who have obssessive compulsive disorder.

My kitchen is pink and brown and...

I'll drink you into the MOTHERFUCKING ground...

















as long as Lonnie from City Billy Cycling Team is my wingman we'll do some MOTHERFUCKING damage.

Don't front, you might end up in the picture.

On another note, my man Cameron took 3rd @ 24hr Worlds. Too bad I wasn't there to spread bad juju like I did last year at 24hr Nationals. Oh well, put too many 24 year olds together winning 24hr races, and some MOTHERFUCKERS might get mad. And we really don't have a plan for global domination like we should. Good think Mohawk space isn't effected like climate change or we'd be in for some screwnami's. Just one more MOTHERFUCKER in the mix.

Back to the note though, I was supposed to carpool with my hero, and bestest-fastest friend, to 24hr Worlds. But what's so great about a loaner Subaru Tribeca and an Airstream.

Any MOTHERFUCKERS have any good quotes about "timimg?"


MOTHER

That's a MOTHRFUCKING Dandy Horse You Got There

The eruption of Mount Tambora caused a change in world climate resulting in a volcanic winter and the "year without a summer" in 1816, during which time the price of oats rose dramatically, for example in the USA from 12 to 92 cents per bushel. This led to the starvation of many horses, which in turn led to transportation problems, which Baron Karl von Drais attempted to solve by inventing the dandy horse, the direct precursor to the bicycle.

Gorilla Hand

MOTHER

3 for 3

I should have kept my head up and looked the fuck out a little more because it looks like all these Wild Motherfuckers have clocked some hospital time lately. I got mine last night.
Saturday night, I was on my way down to the basement with a little giddy-up in my step cause I was finally leaving the house to hit the brews with my friend Trevor at the Bryant-Lake Bowl. Well I had a bit too much giddy-up and I slipped and fell, straight to my ass, maybe a little whiplash, but I didn't think anything of it cause there was beer drinking to be done. As the night wears on my legs start going numb below the knees with some creaky terrible pain in the joints. I figured I could just drink my way out of it. I get home around four in the morning and at this juncture the pain is sobering. I was halfway dressed again to pedal my ass to the hospital, but I passed out. When I woke up I didn't feel so bad, but I took it easy and just hung out around the house all day. When I rode to work on Monday morning I thought I was going to throw up and pass out, but I kept on trucking and made it through the day. I thought I could just play with pain and it would go away. Then we played the waiting game for couple of days. I hadn't drank for a couple of days since I didn't know if I might have some neurological shit going on or what. I decided to go out and play some boozeball last night(played really well by the way), had about six beers and came home around 11. At 1 there was no fucking way I could get to sleep. I was ready to amputate in my bed. "Hey Adrian, get up, you're taking me to the hospital." "What? huh? am I dreaming?" "No dude, the shit has gone awry." Three and a half hours later, my first CT scan, and a quick stop at White Castle for some chicken and cheese, I was back home. Just a pinched sciatic nerve, no prescription, motherfucker.
Get rad.
Mother.

FBI MOTHERFUCKERS At the Front Door

I'm sittin here this beautiful motherfucking monday, looking for jobs, and I here a knock on my front door. In this neighborhood it's either the motherfucking cops or mormons. My front doors open so I peak around the corner of the kitchen to see who it could be. MOtherfucking suit with a book in his hand. So it's the Mormons. I'm goin to fuck with your ass.

I answer the door and the guy whips out an FBI ID. Oh motherfucker. There on to me about talk of revolution. Plus, I'm standing there in my blue state t-shirt http://www.cafepress.com/buy/blue+state/-/pv_design_prod/pg_1/p_storeid.15076685/pNo_15076685/id_5896351/opt_/fpt_/c_360/
and camo shorts just in case revolution starts.

He's says he's doin a background check on the guy to the north. Not bipolar dude to the south. That would make more sense cause the other guy is quiet and upkeeps his house. Find out he works for INS and they do this annually. At least that what the FBI motherfucker says. At first he's aking all the questions about me. I figured when he asked my occupation and i sayed "unemployed biochemist" the cuffs would come out. If he'd asked me for my SS# i would of slammed the door and start grabbing the swords. He never did. Just started asking alot of character questions of the neighbor.

MOTHER.

MOTHER.

MOD SAYS WE'LL DRUG YOU UP

Doc says he's gonna put me all the way under when he screws me on MOTHERFUCKING Tuesday morning. Hopefully I get a kiss after my wrist gets ti-fucked. No cross racin' for this MOFO, first NE CX races I'll miss since 2000. MOTHERFUCKER. Maybe I can heal in time for the Grote Prijs in KC in January.

Slumber party @ the Savery's Monday and maybe Tuesday nights.
















"Hey Chad."

"Hey what?"

"That was cool when you got your pic with Thor."

"Hell yeah."

"I'm tired of this show, and the smog in this MOTHERFUCKING town."

"Hell yeah."

"Let's get a couple more beers."

"Hell yeah, buy two get two free."

"Hell yeah."




MOTHER