[photo via Caveman 92223's Flickr]
After
talking to my afternoon bus driver about the pleasant weather we've
been having 'round these here parts, I expressed my mirth of being able
to start ride my bike while the weather is nice and before allergy
season kicks in. And then he asked me, "What kind of motorcycle do you
have?"
"Oh. Hrmm. Actually, it's a bicycle."
And then my
testicles recessed just a little. Then I started to BS my knowledge of
motorcycles and threw out a few choice words like "Triumph" and
"Ducati," but he knew I had no clue.
On that fateful Friday
evening, I took an oath that one day I would ride a motorcycle. This
will help make the transition a little smoother:
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