How about a version with Jeff wearing his ‘fro and a 70s-era basketball jersey from the ABA? Maybe have him spinning one of those red, white and blue basketballs in his finger?
Or in a red Richard Simmons tank top and striped shorts?
Well, today for lunch we’re going to ride the happy little creek trail which has some subtle little happy switchbacks. If you ride with Jeff often enough there will be happy little trashcans that seem as if they were just painted right there on the spot.
Alright guys!
I demand a little respect around here!
Although I’m starting to wonder if Bob Ross is my real father…
my buddy from the lumpy gravy ride did that up at my request. a beautiful job.
Great…A conspiracy!
How about a version with Jeff wearing his ‘fro and a 70s-era basketball jersey from the ABA? Maybe have him spinning one of those red, white and blue basketballs in his finger?
Or in a red Richard Simmons tank top and striped shorts?
The possibilities are endless!
Yeah! now this is what I call entertainment! Jeff M.! The Richard Simmons of the cycling community!
This is the exact reason that I’ve kept my online adventures as a solo project…
DADDY!
saaaaaweeeeeeeeeeeeet!
Dr. J-Moser.
“Jeff is a bad mother_____; shut yo mouth! But I was just talkin’ bout J!”
Nice man. Nice!
Well, today for lunch we’re going to ride the happy little creek trail which has some subtle little happy switchbacks. If you ride with Jeff often enough there will be happy little trashcans that seem as if they were just painted right there on the spot.
That trash can was back today, and the lid was open flapping in the wind, just daring me to try and sneak through. I chickened out.
ummm…
OMG! It’s the swishy-swishy man’s long lost son!