Dear Diary,
I love men who love bikes. It’s not much of a secret…and really, it’s not so hard to figure out. Something about energy efficiency and oil-less transportation really gets me off. Not to mention the fact that cyclists have hot bods. It’s a fact. But…I digress.

My point is that prior to today, I thought it impossible to like bikes too much. It seems like a perfectly benign thing with which to be absolutely obsessed.

I was wrong. As it turns out, this dude was caught unceremoniously fucking his bicycle frame. I think that is the precise definition of loving ones bike far too much.

G-ross.