My pet alligator loves riding on the back of my Triumph. I was worried about his safety and decided to buy him a helmet. I guess this one won't do.
Took a nice ride this morning. It was cool down in the South Jersey pines. Me walking in: I had a close encounter with a deer down in the woods. Wife: You know, you are in your seventies. You're slowing down. Your reflexes aren't what they used to be. Me: So, what's your point? Wife: Maybe you should think about selling the bike. Me: You're starting to sound like my ex-wife. Wife: You don't have an ex-wife. Me: Not yet.