081413 #worm But you'd look sweet! Upon the seat! Of a bicycle built for waaaaaaauuuuuggghhhhhhh! Geprorogo's cyclic efforts have finally amounted to something; the bike relinquishes its stationary status, and it and Geprorogo hurtle with cannonball force toward the opposite wall. Wham! Great chunks of masonry cascade out. The whole room rumbles. The bike is twisted hopelessly; one upside-down wheel spins weakly with bent spokes. Geprorogo lands atop Barp, who grunts. Then they both just sit there. You get the feeling this sort of thing happens a lot with these two.