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It's a new, nice, and quite expensive bike. If it were mine, I'd certainly change both the oil filter and the oil at this juncture. Cheap insurance.

It actually doesn't have tires. Same technology as the DeLorean in the film Back to the Future. The bike was manufactured by Kawi but, as the story is told, was delivered to Tpoppa's driveway in the middle of the night by a GE Aviation UFO. Very, very strange. BTW, fuck Goldwings . . .

Sooo, this is bike number 27 if my math is correct? How the hell do you keep track? Which have you had more of; women or motos?

That's a long-assed trip on a moto. Can't wait to see the ride report. Have a great time, and don't forget to pack sunscreen and an M16.

We're listening . . .

(Soliloquy) "I gotta find a way to ascertain which of my students, if any, are members of OR. GAAAAAAH! School starts in 23 days" . . . Have mercy; my reputation is at stake 😨

TBH, I struggled with this one. Should have been "Pennsylvania Pig Pisses on Potatoes." I am officially humbled . . . Go ahead and change the slug line if you're able. In fact, please do so 😅

http://via.fox8.com/SHcve Her community must be very proud 😆

When my wife and I shop at Costco in Mayfield Heights during the winter, I always feel terrible watching those poor guys shagging carts out in the parking lot. Gotta be the absolute worst job ever. Freezing cold, winds whipping over the flat terrain, trying to push hundreds of carts thru six inches of snow and ice. Especially nice, too, in the summer months, with the dew point hovering in the 70° range and temps in the 90s. Fuck that! 😅

Was there a runaway favorite among all those bikes?

That'll work, too! I usually like winter through Christmas, and begin hating it New Year's Day.

My God! And how many cars? I'm 63 years old and have only owned 9 cars. Just two of them were purchased new.

Give me two fall seasons and get rid of summer. It's mostly bright, hot, and humid, and the days are too freakin' long.

. . . and you read all of 'em 😆

Here is a picture of the shit-artist guarding our house at night.

Those are my wife's hands in the picture. I don't wear nail polish

. . . or Pharisees Feces--i.e., continuing the quasi-religious trope . . .

You obviously don't appreciate art. Or love.

I'll check the litter box early tomorrow morning. If it's in there, I'll retire immediately.

. . . and you work for your son, which I'm sure doesn't suck at all. My God, you're set, Jim! I felt rich when my mom left my brother and me $200,000 each when she passed away 5 years ago.

I don't know how old you are, but you certainly wouldn't have to work if you just sold all or part of your stake in the company and put it into an interest-bearing MM account!! Hell, the rest is gravy.

Best of both possible worlds. No doubt.

I'm all in! You can have 15% of the cat's net sales. You are a fucking genius.