I can’t stand it when people click their pens. Click. Click. Clickity. Click. Clickity. Grrrrr!
This could only happen to Ziggy!
I hope Little Red doesn’t have an “accident”.
What the heck has happened in this world to make Roy want to be fat again? Shame.
My Canadian biker buddy always laments putting his baby away for the winter. Of course, winter in Northern Canada lasts a looooooong time. Here in North Texas, we can ride most of the year, but even here it can get to single digits.
Oh, Bless Your Heart. (look it up in you don’t know. But, since you are a Cult 45er, I doubt you care about facts.)
Been there. Restored a 1967 Mustang. Only drove it to and from shows, and an occasional run to and from work. Scared the heck out of me every time. Denver traffic is scaaaary. Ended up selling at a loss, as my nerves couldn’t take it any more. :(
With the current rip-off new car market, I will just keep my current rides until they either fall apart, or the market stabilizes.
He’s already neutered. Thus the longing stare.
That’s a scary thought! Sentient Hummus? NOOOOOO!!!