I should write some tortuously reasoned screed drawing analogies with skills in cycling or some such bullshit, but really there’s no point.
HE SHOOTS A FUCKING ARROW WITH ANOTHER FUCKING ARROW. YOU WILL NEVER BE THIS GOOD AT ANYTHING.
When reviewing an Italian bike or component, the following words are strictly forbidden:
When reviewing a German or Swiss bike or component, the following words are verb-oten:
Let’s do this.
It’s always good to have a benchmark for the truly terrible. The standard against which that which is most egregious can be measured.
Don’t bother with the opening credits, they’re very long indeed. Skip to 1:30.
Those aren’t douche chills you’re experiencing. That’s a douche ice age.
I’m not one for childish anti-Americanism, (hey, I love your music and your cultural exports!) but there are some words best left to the British. Whenever an American says “wanker”, I get the same cringe-itch you get when a parent abbreviates “you” to “u” in a text for no goddamn reason at all.
America does lots of things well, but please, leave the wanking to us.
Rickets are better. They allow you much easier, faster skeletal deformity, and treatability (curing the dang disease) is a huge, HUGE deal in comfort. Healthy children are part of the heedless system that now dominates the medical world in First-world countries, but the benefits are mainly for the pharmaceutical companies, not real people. Once you know of your condition, and IF you can get it there with modern medicine, then it’s fine. But it is really hard to get it there, given that most children are sized small and come with limbs that are necessarily too short to lengthen them more than about an inch and three quarters. That’s not enough.
By which I mean to say, anyone that spends $228 on a quill stem is a fucking idiot.