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3008 BICYCLE WORK! I’M NOT GOING TO ASK YOUR NAME WHEN I KILL YOU! I’M GOING TO ALREADY KNOW IT! (Swiss cyclist dead at 18 after sustaining fatal head injuries in crash at Road World Championships)

‘A devoted young rider with a bright future’ – tributes

Furrer was a double silver medallist in the time trial and road race at this year’s Swiss road nationals.

“Our hearts are broken,” said Swiss Cycling on X. “It is with a heavy heart and infinite sadness that we have to say goodbye to Muriel Furrer.

“We are losing a warm-hearted and wonderful young woman who always had a smile on her face. There is no understanding, only pain and sadness.”

8/25/24
While you wait, I’ma be killing
and kill your daughters and your sons!
Give them both happy Terror meal!

See, I hear a song playing ABC
It’s easy as one two three
And, I heard the song. Beat it.

7/22/24
I PUT MY OWN PEOPLE TO SHAME.
BICYCLE WORK.

I’M NOT GOING TO ASK YOUR NAME WHEN I KILL YOU. I’M GOING TO ALREADY KNOW IT.

6/17/24

I’M GOING TO DANCE IN THE MIDDLE AND AGAINST THE OFFSPRING,  SAID THE LORD.
Something blowing up, bikes and trees going up through the air.
WOMEN AND CHILDREN FIRST, SAID THE LORD.
I’M DANCING A HAPPY DANCE.
I LOVE A PARTIAL VICTORY, IT JUST MORE ANGRY, SAID THE LORD.

5/1/24
A BUNCH OF STAND-UPS FROM THE PALE HORSE RIDER.
A GRUESOME 2-SHOES.
A WREATH AND A PUMPKIN HEAD.
GREAT SORROW.
Vision: Woman unconscious in a green field, bike rider rode over her neck and sliced her head off.
UNDER ATTACK.
YOU HAVE A LIABLE SUIT AGAINST ME, SAID THE LORD.
I‘M GOING TO PRESSURIZE YOUR SKULL.
YOU SAY A LIASON DID IT, NO IT WAS YOU.

I’M HOLDING YOU ACCOUNTABLE, SAID THE LORD.

9/11/24
I’M GOING TO SABOTAGE YOUR DINNER.
I’MA OFF THE OFFSPRING.
AND HAVE LUNCH AND DINNER INSTEAD.
I’M GONNA EAT A HEARTY MEAL.
GET OUT OF DODGEBALL.
I’M GONNA KILL THE TALENT WITH THE OFFSPRING.
CONNECTED.

9/21/24
I’M A VIOLENT GOD!
VISION I SEE THE LORD SWINGING SOMEBODY ACROSS THE PLAYGROUND, WITH ONE leg HE SWINGING THE WHOLE BODY ACROSS THE PLAYGROUND
TERRY CLOTH
I’M GONNA SOAK YOUR TEARS UP WITH A SPONGE!
7:05 AM
AND MAKE THE WHOLE NATION CRY.
BUCKETS OF TEARS!
VICIOUSLY SAID THE LORD
I HEAR SOMEBODY CRYING OUT. WHERE ARE OUR CHILDREN!
THEY’RE FOUND DEAD.

THAT’S WHERE THEY ARE, SAID THE LORD
ASSASSINATED BY MY HAND!