To whoever reads this, PLEASE HELP ME! I am Kenny's Lomo and am being held in isolation at the offices of Cane Creek by one Jim Morrison, mad scientist/engineer/and reader of all things mundane. Seriously, Metric Screw Threads: A Profile, does it get any worse??

I managed to escape the confines of his mildewed messenger bag and with the help of a Canon G5 got this post up. Kenny, if you're out there, please help me! I can't last much longer. Jim is threatening that he will send me home with Gary soon at which point i know i will be a goner!

1 comment:

The Ghost of Jerry Reed said...

YOU FUCKING CUNT WIPE! DON'T TOUCH MY FUCKING LOMO! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU! ALL OF YOU!!!!