Welcome to Friday Night Funnies. This will be a place for us, all, to share funny stories on a weekly basis. Every Friday I will add a new funny, and invite you and your friends to join in the fun.
I can completely sympathize with the idea of someone elses bike being better, faster, or cooler than the one I am on. My husband and I and some friends took a trip to down to Myrtle Beach, and rode 650 miles in the first day. Thanks to our V-Rod's small gas tank, which any rider knows that this bike is not at all meant for touring, we stopped every 1hundred miles. By the end of the first 300, my legs were so cramped, from sitting on the back of a V-Rod, that I fell over when I dismounted. I was OK, and manged to get up and walk around. From my falling to my bow-legged hobble my friends and I got a great laugh.
Thankfully, my friends, whom were on a Ultra, offered to trade places for the next 1 hundred miles. I got to ride on the back of the Ultra, the Cadillac of all Harleys, and my girl friend rode on the back of our V-Rod. She, too, quickly realized the small amount of leg room on the back of a V-Rod.
The moral to this story is: When you go to buy your first bike, be sure to consider the type of riding you will do. After you've bought your first bike, start saving your money for a second bike. They are quite addicting to own, and you never know when you will get the urge to take a 900 mile trip in 2 days.
I like to go swim'n with bow-legged women and swim between their legs. Swim between their legs. :D
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