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it's a bio-genetic miracle of the modern age.

the palsied knees are quite upsetting.

i'll come if i can have an ice cream from this guy:

i feel ill.

take about ten years for them to build it though.

11.30 at the beigel place then?

12.30 then?

langster - milksnatcher

london langster, the new margaret thatcher

ok... i forgive you..

i had to go back to work today after seven weeks off and as a result i feel really retarded.

i just blew my wad.

i don't quite get it.

i think it's meant to be funny though, isn't it?

i was of the opinion we'd all been politely repeating the same message, subtly, over and over, and being politely ignored.

but well done hippy for getting there first.

i rode a fuji, upgraded parts, got bob jackkson, swapped parts out, got new bits. wouldn't have done it any other way.

unless the langster london was around a coupla years ago, then i would have swapped my left leg for one, got first in the queue ahead of the birkencroc wearing microtrenders.

i really think you'd be better off with a starter, then after a while you'd know clearly what you want.

the shop under the arches that appeared to be dodgy and full of damp clothes - has gone.

as have the arches, for that matter.

so is that a 12 o'clock convoy from the beigel shop, heading to high street ken for 1pm?

go to brick lane bikes. tell them what you told us. ask for their advice. choose frame. equip with parts to the value of the remaining sum.

alternatively, buy fuji, pocket the change.

we all will, kicking ourselves with what's left of our legs after we gnaw them off in the great famine of 2016.

give me the sit up and beg anyday.

you can make the the wrongster look better - by projectile vomiting all over the frame after eating a packet of refreshers, then forcibly straightening the frame by smashing it repeatedly into the face of the simpering laggard riding it, perhaps even physicallyn uniting rider and steed at the same time, creating an altogether new and even more sickening abomination.

Tim Robbins wasn't in Hi-Fidelity.

er... yes he WAS. he played laura's new age boyfriend, the one that comes into the shop and they fantasise about smashing him over the head with the cash till.

i accept your apology, when it arrives.

i'll come along, i think.

i think it may have been bikesnob who compared half-taped bars to being like a dog's erect penis, poking out of its woolly sheath.

i've seen two, both ridden by really ugly men, one of them looked like tim robbins in hi-fidelity, wearing birkencrocs or something similar if i remember.

i got rpms on my fuji. certainly solid. no problems there. as others mentioned, they're not going to win the "mr beautiful crank UK" title any time soon.

they normally let you have it, either for £5 or for nothing, that sort of thing.

if they don't it's a good excuse to burn down the office and everyone inside it; alternatively kick the CEO in the face repeatedly until his/her skin feels like a bag of broken kindling to the touch; or simply go postal: ride your new potenza up and down the corridors, picking off the drones and serfs as they struggle to continue to enter data through the hail of bullets, cowering behind workstations as you rain down fire and brimstone in the name of every cyclist who has ever been wronged, cut-up, betrayed or injured.

just an idea.