John Lux Story of the Week.
Number 1 question I got asked this weekend was, “where is slick rick?” in an earlier I conversation I commented to John that Rick was having a great year, and my wife was busting my stones for riding with him, because we are always waiting for him to get prized, and were always late. As Diane and I walked across the field towards her car, Luxy yells, “ Hey Marc, what was the name of that stripper you and Rick were talking to last week ?” Yeah, that was beautifully played. I am lucky of 2 things. First my wife is fucking rad. Second she knows due to a horrible incident a few years ago, strippers totally freak me out. Especially the skevy type that dance in your buddy’s basement. But that’s a story for another day.