I've been on a motorcycle maybe twice in my life, both times as a passenger. The ride in the sidecar of an old BMW was the less terrifying, although I my friend didn't have a another helmet (it's compulsory in Missouri) and I ended up wearing sort of a toy Cardinals batting helmet. We didn't get stopped by the police. I wouldn't drive one, though. Maybe you've heard the old line - what's another name for a motorcycle rider? Answer: organ donor.
I wonder what was originally in the St. Louis Blues canister below. My guess is popcorn. Tastier than engine grease.
I wonder what was originally in the St. Louis Blues canister below. My guess is popcorn. Tastier than engine grease.
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