So, I'm standing in line at the coffee shop today and this guy behind me asks "Is that a Honda you're riding?". "NO" I say "It's a Harley"
He then asks "Do you have to keep tightening the bolts because everything keeps falling off?"
I say "Look, this conversation isn't going good. First you call my bike a Honda, then you say parts are falling off"
He apologizes and says that he has a 74 Harley given to him by a friend that's in pieces.
I said "Cool, give me the bike, I'll put it together"
But no, of course he says the bike is way up North.
Then he says "But I know where there are two Harleys buried"
I say "Right on! Let's go get them right now"

Get this, he says "I would, but the bikes are protected by a midget with a shotgun" WTF

So I just stopped talking to him and turned around. Why do I atract these weird people???

 

rember
you cant fix stupid!!

and there is alot of stupid out there

 

Strange ... I talked to a midget today with a Harley who knew where a loose nut was in a coffee shop. Maybe he needed tightening. :-)

 

Ahhh! The old coffee shop set up the guy on the Harley trick! Hehe.....their everywhere...even in the auto parts store...I think I met his clone!!!!

 

funny chit man. just plain funny chit.

 

Sounds like whoever owns the buried Harleys is a little short on security and the guy in the coffee shop needs some screws tightened.






















Yea, I know that's a little short sighted of me

 

So, this distracted cager rear ends the car in front of him (which is how that usually works). The door opens, and this midget jumps out of the car. The distracted cager approaches him to exchange information. The midget says "I am not happy!

The drivers says "Yeah? So which of the other 6 are you?"

 

Next time if someone asks if that's a Honda i will say yes.That should end the conversation instantly. Hehehehe

 

OOPS, sounds like all his lights weren't burning.

 

His elevator never quite makes it to the top floor by the sounds.