I don’t want a nickle,
Just wanna ride on my unicycle.
I don’t want a pickle,
I just wanna ride my unicycle.
And I don’t want to die,
Just wanna ride on my uni-cy…
…cle.
Speaking of good ol Arlo Guthrie, he had another unicycling song…
You can get anything you’d like at the Drummond’s website… (except for Amy)
Come on, Sing along if you know the words.
Well it all started during the draft. They wanted to know if I owned any Japanese things. I told them I did cherrish one piece of their craftsmanship. They asked what it was, and I replied “its my Miyata unicycle.” “well,” they said, “we cant have someone who disrespects the laws of physics in our army”…
-David Kaplan
I received your email in fine shape but for some reason, I’m not able to return an email to you. The address your email came in with is dvm at mmcable.com of course with the @ symbol in its proper position. Do you have another email address that I could try? I have no idea what the problem is. Again, my email address is yoopers at inwave.com.
So, unicycling has made its way onto bumper stickers, t-shirts, videos,
mailboxes, car tags, and tattoos. Has there been any unicycling poetry?
Keep it clean. This is a multiple age group forum.
BTW, it is a scientific fact that no one from Mississippi has ever met
someone from Nantucket.
This is from the card attached to a stained glass and metal figurine of an
angel holding a uni. I received this as a gift a few years ago…
“I am Saint Bigwheel, Guardian Angel for Unicyclists”
I will protect you from tall falls,
sprung spokes,
bent wheels,
broken anything,
and folks who ask ‘how’s the weather up there?’
I guarantee a sturdy cycle & lots of fun with it.
way more than 6 degrees of seperation it’s more like 20 years seperates us. [as in MS. is 20 years behind the times.]
not to mention that the states population is just over 2 mil. [yeah i know mr. klass you have forests w/ more people hiking in them than that.] and the state capitol has a tad more than 200,000 residents.[ yeah i know you have more people than that at your local car wash.] it is easy to see why you big megalopolis types have never met a mississippian other than mr.faulkner.
nan-tuck-ett? y’all had the indians name your place too,huh?
other than sunflower county, my favorite place name is yazoo, it means death. real southern hospitality, hmm?
There once was a cyclist from Natucket,
who kept all his parts in a bucket
His need for speed
had lead him to bleed
And his Coker?
he might as well chuck it.