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Tri_it_out posted 20 weeks ago.
That's a big bummer, people really go all out in races. I like your wording. hahaha
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prendergi posted 20 weeks ago.
TBird wrote:
.... pull away from me, never to be seen, or heard from, again.
Or smelled apperently - we women can deal them out just the same sometime worse! Talk to my husband when I have to much protein!
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GaryTimTim posted 20 weeks ago.
TBird wrote:
Oh....My....God....
To her credit, she didn't skip a beat...
There is credit due, generally farting makes me pause my cadence, but maybe I put to much thought into it...
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deepbluex posted 20 weeks ago.
You may have a case to DQ her on grounds of using unsanctioned jet propulsion assistance?
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Captain Mal posted 20 weeks ago.
Tri_it_out wrote:
That's a big bummer... hahaha
Heh.
"Faster would be better!" -Captain Mal, Serenity-
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Quincyceltic posted 20 weeks ago.
Sounds like a Kramer Horse fart due to excessive Beef-a-roni
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FireRep posted 20 weeks ago.
If you smelt it long enough to get nauseated, you are guilty of drafting. You should feel dirty inside.
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Warrior posted 20 weeks ago.
Sounds like she was drafting too.....................too much soya protien I gaurantee you.. I was on whey and I was grand, changed to soy and the farts celebrated like applause at the super bowl. They just kept clapping. No soya no farta.
I guess she was doing a fartlek on her bike!
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Oh....My....God....
I didn't have any great expectations this Saturday at the Pacific Crest Long Course, and I lived up to those "lowered expectations", but I didn't plan on getting farted on. I was cruising along at a decent pace on one of the gradual climbs in the first half of the race, when out of nowhere this 50 year old lady blows by me and this other guy like we were going backwards. She was really working it, but I could tell she was hurting. I caught her on the next incline, but I must have pissed her off, because she "battled back" to pass me, and while doing so, cuts a fart about 5 feet in front of me. This wasn't a regular fart. This was a massive, muscular, turbo fart. Have you ever heard a horse fart? If you have, you know what I'm talking about. My immediate reaction was laughter, and then nausea - she dealt it, I smelt it. It was almost as bad as the dutch-ovens my brothers used to subject me to as kids. To her credit, she didn't skip a beat, and continued to pull away from me, never to be seen, or heard from, again.