Occassionally, I just need to get out of the office. Those times often find me downtown for a coffee and trip into Monkey Wrench for a little mental refreshment.
Yesterday, I had just started down the last block when I noticed a Rock Racing Escalade across the street from the shop.
"Okay," I asked, "Who signed the pro roadie contract?" Neither Nate nor Eric had transferred teams or donned high end fashion though, so the mystery remained.
On a side note, for those of you who can see through my references and puns like a broken window, yes, I was listening to Rancid this morning.
2 comments:
SHHHHHHHHH ;)
That's the 2nd time this week, in as many days, that Rock Racing as been mentioned within an ear shot.
They just dropped in for some wings, a tux and in bad need of some marketing.
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