And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
The toy run comments sucked me in...
No mate, you'll be fine. You ride a Honda and you people are always happy. Or is that gay? I'll have to ask those young people why they say "gay" with a peculiar inflection these days.
If a man is alone in the woods and there isn't a woke Hollywood around to call him racist, is he still white?
Funny about the TRX, Lisa's going to test one this weekend vs. a Monster
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