in the north east, weather is something that’s all jacked-out like a full tilt storm that sweeps the streets bare [except for rule-9 riders].

the velominati boys have a rule for every situation and rule-9 speaks specifically to your embarrassment.  last saturday’s non-ride was the first weekend-ride blown out due to rain (¿huh?).  you can hear the roar of grief that would spew over our pathetic weakness from the velominati crew.

southern california is defined by its lack of weather and monday provided the perfect opportunity to prove our worthiness under rule-9; 8 freddies showed up and demonstrated just how bad-ass we are, except for {you} [candy-ass'wipe] who cowered under the covers; you know who your are.  Not even one Full-Quasi Boy showed up to prove their worth.

Rule-9 :if you are out riding in bad weather, it means you are a badass.  period. (velominati.com)

¡parapluie animaux!