You know, all this talk about marriage vs living together etc. really is beside the point. Y'all are missing the true, reaally major question of TRUE COMPATIBILITY!! Namely:
Mayo vs Miracle Whip?
Or maybe, I've just had one too many drinks after work this evening.
In related news:
smothered and covered hash browns are the ULTIMATE ending to a perfect night of drinking with co-workers.
I'm off to bed. I'll be really amaazed if this actually makes it onto the blogs. hee
P.s. I vote Mayo.
Just a little prayer to help you through your day...
God grant me
to accept the things that I cannot change.
The COURAGE to change the things that I can.
And the WISDOM to hide the bodies of the people that I had to kill today because they ticked me off.
I was a kid about 7 or 8 years old and one of my uncle's nephews (from his side of the family - sort of a cousin by marriage rather than blood) used to come every summer to work the hayfields. One summer he brought his bike. I think it was a Kawasaki. Not sure of the model/year. I just remember going for a ride and loving it. I was head over heels in love with motorcycles. A couple of years later, I discovered Harleys and it was all over with. Turned out bikes were all over my family as my Uncle Chap (Mom's brother) had one with a sidecar that he used to ride the kids in until his wife finally made him sell it and buy a car because that was their only transportation! This was just after WWII. Mom said she used to ride with him all of the time and even went for a ride on Kermit's bike that summer. Several of my cousins had bikes of various makes and models as well and I would beg rides every chance I got. So I guess I came to it honest. What about you? What got you interested in bikes?