No, not that kind of pussy trouble, you damn perverts.  Why your sick and twisted minds automatically think sexual thoughts over such a harmless and innocuous title is beyond me.

Anyway, seems that the French’s least favorite cyclist, Lance Armstrong, had a spot of trouble while out on his morning four hour bike ride.

Wait, four hours???  Even with only one testicle, that’s a helluva long time to be sitting on one of those bike seats.

I guess Lance’s ride went fairly smooth, save for a run-in with a member of the feline persuasion…

No worries though–both Lance, and the cat, are just fine.

[Lance Armstrong's Twitter account, Out of Bounds, Image]