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My first date with mrs. blade was planned as a picnic but I didn't have a picnic basket. Wanting to rectify this I rode my 98' Harley sportster down to Marshall fields in Madison and bought one (one of those wicker situations with plates and silverware) without thinking about how I was going to get a picnic basket home. I buy the basket and then ask one salesman to hold it against my back while another walks circles around me and my bike with this enormous Saran Wrap roll and with my arms aimed upwards all the while. He goes around several times so the basket is firmly affixed to my torso, I thank them both and then off I go! Probably looked ridiculous for the ride home but the picnic basket was a hit. Nate
So i live on Galveston and sometimes you never know what your gonna get. Today it was locally grown bananas on the side of the road.I looked like a less attractive version of the chiquita girl with my bike.what is the formula for aluminum
Want a good banana bread recipe?DaveGalveston
Not weird but got the most comments. Tires for the kids car.
Beer keg (full) on an 850 T3. Where there's a will, there's a way.
Me . Dusty
When I was tuning the carbs on the V7 Sport post restoration I rode it with fuel bottle hung from my neck.
The question on everyone’s lips.. How’d the “date” go...?
If I hadn't seen it......A few decades ago my nephew Rick strapped a full size recliner onto the back of his 650 Triumph. In the 70's there was a Kawasaki dealer in Bettendorf ,Iowa who rigged a large bucket seat on his KZ900 for a trip to Mexico.