Hard to do better than the onion:
http://www.theonion.com/articles/lance-armstrong-wants-to-tell-nation-something-but,17973/
http://www.theonion.com/articles/lance-armstrong-wants-to-tell-nation-something-but,17973/
WildspokeJoe said:...
We drove to the Château de Chillon where I was escorted into room over looking the lake. I waited patiently for over an hour when the man in the grey flannel suit appeared once more.
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D-Queued said:Beautiful!
Just highlighting the subtle bit in case others might want to catch the analogy.
Dave.
Originally Posted by D-Queued
Beautiful!
Just highlighting the subtle bit in case others might want to catch the analogy.
Dave.
Fortyninefourteen said:Don't quite follow, and I know some French.....?
Microchip said:Yes, moi aussi. Would you explain?
D-Queued said:Chateau de Chillon was the setting for the inspiration of Frankenstein.
Dave.
Fortyninefourteen said:Frankenstein is Swiss????
Fortyninefourteen said:Since this may eventually become a reality, we should assist in the crafting of the most appropriate text for this statement. Should be complete, contrite, and maybe even humorous.
alberto.legstrong said:'I have to admit to doping or lose everything but I swear on my mother's head (or any reasonable facsimile of mom) that I didn't. After all the good I have done (for myself) and for cancer awareness (but really just myself)... It's just a shame some people hate excellence and love destroying it. Everyone is lying. Except me. and by the way I am Jesus.'
trompe le monde said:From the desk of Armstrong:
Dear fans, cyclists, patriots, and others:
It is with great dismay that I have wrestled with what the USADA has wrought upon me. With great conviction and spirit, my therapist and I have struggled with the issue of 'who am I' and 'who I was'. With much soul searching and a series of breakthroughs, we both discovered that I was essentially in a Dissociative Fugue state during most of my time I 'was' a cyclist. So you see friends, what I mean to say is that who I was was not who I really am.
The hallowed reserve of truth that is Wikipedia states that a "Dissociative fugue usually involves unplanned travel or wandering, and is sometimes accompanied by the establishment of a new identity." The wandering I exhibited was mostly contained to France, the new identity was that of a world class cyclist. But you see, the problem was that I was not as good as I thought I could be, so in order to put some foundation to this identity I skirted rules, purchased souls, and injested a small pharmacy worth of drugs, all this so that I could be a lycra wearing alpha male.
Sadly, this '7 Time Tour Winner' is not who I really am or in fact was. What caused this fugue state to grip and corrode my soul? Was it the cancer? Was it the sight of Didi Senft in a red unitard? I don't know if I'll ever know.
Currently, my goals and aspirations are much more modest. My therapist and I have both concluded that a life outside of the spotlight is much more agreeable to who I really am. Therefore, I plan on retiring to an Idaho potato farm to raise championship potatos, with the hopes that some day one of my prize potatoes will somehow land me on a taping of Hee Haw. That would be.....nice.
Regards,
LA
Race Radio said:If I were him I would totally throw Johan & Fat Pat under the bus
frenchfry said:.... blah blah blah ....
I stopped doping in 2006.
.... blah blah blah ....
ChewbaccaD said:Lance's confession: I rode Lemonds painted like Treks."
That's only a partial confession unless he admits that it was actually a dutch rudder with ChrisE holding the photo in one hand, the forearm in the other.ChewbaccaD said:Lance's confession: "I have masturbated to that picture of me and McConaughey running."