So, I'm doing some preventative maintenance this afternoon, valves, oil, generator belt.
Of course right in the middle of it my ST buddy shows (KATMANDO-DO) up on his bike. I tried to block his view, he moved right, I moved right, he moved left, I moved left. I really didn't want him to see my bike in pieces. Needless to say Detective Tipton figured out something was up.
I'm so glad I could give he something to chuckle about.
He made three comments:
1. "Ya ought to get a Honda, don't have to work on them."
2. "I wonder what it looks like under the plastic of my bike, guess I'll never find out."
2. "Why is it every time I come over here, your bikes in pieces."
Just great, he'll milk this for a month.
Of course right in the middle of it my ST buddy shows (KATMANDO-DO) up on his bike. I tried to block his view, he moved right, I moved right, he moved left, I moved left. I really didn't want him to see my bike in pieces. Needless to say Detective Tipton figured out something was up.
I'm so glad I could give he something to chuckle about.
He made three comments:
1. "Ya ought to get a Honda, don't have to work on them."
2. "I wonder what it looks like under the plastic of my bike, guess I'll never find out."
2. "Why is it every time I come over here, your bikes in pieces."
Just great, he'll milk this for a month.