I have a confession to make...

John Rees said:

This is hard for me to say... But it needs to come out. I have sat on
this dark secret for far too long. I owe it to my mates, my wife and my
cats to now come forward and confess..

In 1996 *AS* well as 1997, I drank beer whilst watching the Tour de
France. I am not proud of it.

And on the evening of 13th July 1967 I got home from a 200km plus
training ride. My landlord told me the news, I got very [censored], and
never rode a bike again for nearly 25 years.....

I love you man.... I swear to God, I love you man.

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Quoted message said:

This is hard for me to say... But it needs to come out. I have sat on
this dark secret for far too long. I owe it to my mates, my wife and my
cats to now come forward and confess..

In 1996 *AS* well as 1997, I drank beer whilst watching the Tour de
France. I am not proud of it. But this is now in the past. I have
learned a lot from this and have moved on with my career as a bike racing
fan. Back then, EVERYBODY was drinking beer. What could I do?

Nowadays, even if it's hot, and I've eaten a lot of crisps, I do NOT drink
beer whilst watching. Only water. And natural, mineral water, from a
Celtic stream in the south of Ireland at that.

There. I feel better already.

John Rees said:

Quoted message said:

In 1996 *AS* well as 1997, I drank beer whilst watching the Tour de
France. I am not proud of it. But this is now in the past. I have
learned a lot from this and have moved on with my career as a bike racing
fan. Back then, EVERYBODY was drinking beer. What could I do?

Richard Cheese said:

I love you man.... I swear to God, I love you man.

I trust his thighs match up to your expectations.