Wife took me for an early scan andi got some Tramadol and Celexicob thank christ. Sitting having some breakfast and the bloody accessories bloke calls from the dealership and he's got one of those voices that booms through the mouthpiece "About your new bike ..." or something like that. Now she's in the bedroom with the door locked. It's my birthday tomorrow, think I'll be singing "Happy birthday to me".
At leat you can flick the side stand down with a crutch on your latest bike Be a bit churlish if you had a bike with a mainstand and asked the boss to put it down while you helpfully hold the bars
