Snedging

I must confess that I am guilty of snedging. Snedging is where you sniff and lick peoples bicycle seats. Bike Shops are like a gallery of virgins to me. I even bought an SAS/SBS/RMP/PARA bike seat off off e-bay to snedge, but then it turned out to be fake. I was so disapointed that I went and sat on a coke can while reading this months Soldier magazine hoping to catch a glimpse of BB training THEM on selection. I'd have been in hosepipe mode then if i'd have seen her. Pentwyn said that I should go round to her house and lick her imaginary syst, in an attempt to slowly wean me off snedging. Should I catch the train to 43 Princess Cresent, Pentwyn, Crumlin, Newport to find out if I can stop, or should I carry on treating the Tour'de'France as Hardcore porn. Snail