If I could wheelie further than 5ft and got offered what was probably a six figure sum, to sod off to some sunny part of America, dick about on my bike, with some fit girls in their bikinis (who, I very much doubt are hating their sunkissed, lavish, ridiculously easy, yet oppressed, objectified and manipulated dead end lives with absolutely no purpose), I can quite categorically say, that I’d be there.
I’d love to see the sanctimonious turn the offer down.
Sometimes life is about kicking back and enjoying yourself – it doesn’t have to revolve around morals, values and adopting a bloody stance against every little detail of life, that might not conform to what you have been told and you believe is ‘right’.
Anyway, there’s far more serious shit going off in this world than tits. Chill!
I may be drunk #morningdisclaimer