First, shalt thou wake the holy stink bomb, which shalt annoy it greatly. Then, thou shalt count to three, no more, no less. Finally, having the third number been reached, lobbest the holy stink bomb at thy foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall totally reek.
Pardon us, sir, just a quick spot check, only take a minute. Hmm, front tire seems all right, nice pressure. Those shoes aren’t regulation, however. Gotta take points off there. All right, boys, I think the velodrome is down the road this way…
Submittercycled by AJ and Megan W. (via Laughing Squid)