RFM

Got up this morning to a beautiful fog, hopped in the ultra steamy hot tub, then rode my bike to work. Perfect start to the day.

I'm on the bike, and need to get Ink for my printer. I may have an excuse...

I'm a bad person. An attractive woman came in, but she had a huge mole on her chin. I couldn't keep my eyes off of it, so I had to look away and realized I was looking at her chest in an effort to keep my eyes from peering at her mole. She knew what I was thinking. I'm that transparent... So yea, everybody here is great. But me, I'm a baaaad person. Heh.

Same deal. X-Lite is the Racing line of Nolan. The system works.

I had an X-Lite with a nosepiece to keep your breath going down, and it had a Pinlock system, which layered the visor with another visor inside the helmet, keeping the fog from forming. It is the X-Lite 901 Checa Replica. I use it still as my winter helmet for that reason.

Does the one by Neil work better for you, seeing that you were the originator...

There are two Tommy's are on Lane. Which one?

Hi, my name is Justin, and I'm here to investigate something you said on OR... Do you have a Private Room?

Wonder who would have knocked at the door if you wrote, in bold letters no less, that he should get a deep massage with happy ending?

Just you wait... Baffle-free V-Twin.

Might be able to make a run of it. Would be coming from Powell.

Possible here.

Maybe somebody can lure her out with a carrot or something. Catch a guinnea pig, ground hog style.

Poor Telulah.... What can I ever say to my daughter?

My daughter's guinnea pig has gone missing. Might this have something to do with the end of a dry spell? Just putting it out there.

Sweet! Her frontside hangs lower than her backside. Made for buttsecks...

Oh crap. He's a public dick... That explains it!

Could this be Wheezle's date? Both of them stressing the no sweating in the cold stuff...

Spooning is ok, but I prefer forking.

Good choice there. I'll have a beer with my movie.

It was funny- my brother and I went to The Iron Pony on Sunday. Of course we cloverleafed High on 270, and on my way heading east again we fell in behind three of these beauts. Of course there was a raucus roar as they got onto the straight 270, from 25 or so on the entrance. Exiting onto 3 from 270 we were all stopped at the light for a left turn. Hoss with the rear car tire blew the left turn onto 3 from a dead stop. Over shot the road and into the gravelled shoulder. Don't get me wrong, my first bike was a Harley, and my brother is a mechanic at C&A Harley Davidson (who also rides a Triumph 955), but it's funny how motorcycle riding skills equate to making the most noise all the way up to 63mph for some- that's it.

Most of us weren't born yesterday! It's going to take a bit more courting than "Hi, I live two minutes away....":D

Left out barnyard animals...