So there is thing in biking long distances in which you begin to get some chafing, well I started to get it. So I had our friends do a reckon mission in search of the elusive "Chamois Butt'r" Unfortunately for them I did not text the way it is pronounced "Chammy" and they asked for it by the way it is spelled. This stuff is great, it smells delicious and looks like soft butter, though I will not be putting it on my toast in the morning, though as exhausted as we feel, it could happen if we have toast at night. Note to self, no toast at night, in fact we haven't had toast anyway unless we have eaten out for breakfast. The delirium is setting in again after a long day.
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