A group of friends start discussing the Tour de France
Meredith: The Tour de France starts today, you degenerates. Remember: pub at 11.
Charles: FINALLY. The real World Cup of beer.
Tom: I’m skipping my shower today to channel that authentic peloton stench.
Roger: Perfect, like a desert stage vibe.
Meredith: Can we at least pretend to have standards?
Charles: Tell that to ESPN’s commentary team.
Tom: LMAOOOO , jijiji
Roger: We’re starting strong.
Meredith: Okay, serious predictions?
Charles: Vingegaard wins, juiced to the gills.
Tom: Pogacar attacks while still on the team bus.
Roger: Bora gets lost and ends up in Switzerland. 🤦
Charles: You realize this route has more twists than my love life?
Tom: Well, it is France.
Roger: France is literally a croissant.
Meredith: Focus, people.
Charles: On what?
Tom: On doping scandals.
Roger: I propose mandatory doping for all.
Meredith: NO.
Charles: Level playing field!
Tom: Like the Spanish league but with steroids.
Roger: Bonus points for creative doping methods.
Meredith: I’m begging you.
Charles: I can see it now: ‘Award for most absurd finish-line celebration.’