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Moon bunny
Judging your grammar
- Location
- Basking in my own brilliance.
Who knows what is going on in the mind of an individual, who late at night, in the damp, dimly-lit privacy of his garret, amid the mouldering remains of a fortnight's worth of value ready meals and empty baked bean cans, balanced on top of piles of slightly odourous piles of cycling apparel, which were in dubious taste even when new, glances from his ride data and reviews of rim tape, to see that the fair Moon bunny has made a post, and clicks on "like", hoping against hope that this will set in motion a chain of events that will eventually lead to a romantic tryst beneath the limbs of a spreading beech tree on a bed of primroses and violets. Having clicked he watches anxiously the Inbox tab, hoping for the magic "1" which announces he has a message, "Dear xxxxx I am so glad you liked my post, please meet me in the Steelworks pub in Barrow in Furness, bring beer money and thingies..."
Of course I will probably be be wrong, I am sure all Cycle -Chatters have perfect hygiene and are able to maintain eye contact while engaged in witty and intelligent conversation, and engage their secret vice of internet forums only by mysteriously disappearing from glittering balls held in magnificent country houses or from behind windbreaks on sun-drenched tropical beaches.
