– a place to evade/envision tan lines
– a show that features drug/gun/bad haircut trafficking
– a “bikini” runway for depressed midwesterners
But none of these topics scratch the surface of what is to come…
It’s the only screening of DIY, erotic bicycle movies with the consequences of knowing your friends better and being able to hold your head higher saying, “fuck yea I know how to ride!”
Well suffice it to say Critical Mass, you have been warned and polo might be in play. When we are done Florida’s junk might not be so limp that it dips into the Caribbean, we can get this penis-peninsula poking the depths of the Atlantic!
Miami Bike Smut
Thanks to the Miami Bike Scene and Sweat Records!
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