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In support of Snarfyboy’s theory that I’m going through some kind of crisis…
I now own a motorcycle.
It was semi-inherited, semi-purchased from the family of my friend who died in September.
I’m not licensed to use it.
I wonder if I’ve got the fortitude to take the certification class in winter.
Maybe I could start a new career racing motorcycles?
And no. No crisis. Just the opposite, I suspect, as the rough and rocky times seem to be smoothing out for the first time in a long time.
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And thus it begins. This is how Bob became dangerous.
Bob never owned a motorcycle!
But who realizes that they are in a crisis. There are probably tons of men thinking “the rough and rocky times are finally smoothing out” as they jump on thier Harley… Let me know when you pick up the Corvette.
Um.
I was thinking an S2000.
Damn.
I say yes to the s2000.
If you’re having a mid-life crisis, you might as well have a cool car. If you’re not having a mid-life crisis, you should still have a cool car.
What kind of motorcycle? I can’t decided if I’d like to see you on a Fatboy or Ninja more…
Can I get some sort of award for most typo’s per comment?
I’ve got a few “awards” for you, Mr. Shallow.
If you want me to say it’s for “typo’s” then sure!
Having visions of Halter tipping over his new ride on the way home form the dealer…
I was having visions of Bob flipping Josh’s motorcycle in the ditch outside The Castle a few years ago.
Yeah. I’m taking classes before I touch this thing.
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