et2
TB Fanatic
When I was dating Bo, I made it clear that the corn rows had to go or I would. She cried mightily, saying that she needed to keep them for a movie roll. No matter! I fired up the Big Twin and left her in a cloud of smoke, with those tears mixing with the Harley exhaust.
Poor kid...
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Doc
One has to have standards … right? At least it wasn’t for eating crackers.