[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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