TOAK, The Thread of All Knowledge Part XII
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Over done. How about the affects of alcohol on the modern VJ?
Morning all, a balmy 26 degree's here, sunbathing today might be cut a bit short.
Anybody know off hand what the wire gauge is for the wires that run down from the controls in the handlebars?
Appears one or two need repair.
And a "one of those days" thing..
I was sitting at the bar staring at my drink when a large, trouble-making biker steps up next to me, grabs my drink and gulps it down in one swig.
"Well, whatcha' gonna do about it?" he says, menacingly, as I burst into tears. "Come on, man," the biker says, "I didn't think you'd cry. I can't stand to see a man crying."
"This is the worst day of my life," I said. "I'm a complete failure. I was late to a meeting and my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot, I found my car had been stolen and I don't have any insurance. I left my wallet in the cab I took home. I found my wife with another man ... and then my dog bit me."
"So, I came to this bar to work up the courage to put an end to it all. I buy a drink, I drop a capsule in it and sit here watching the poison dissolve. Then you show up and drink the whole damn thing!
But, Hell, enough about me, how are you doing?"
Ever have one of those days?
Be well and safe all.
Alw
Anybody know off hand what the wire gauge is for the wires that run down from the controls in the handlebars?
Appears one or two need repair.
And a "one of those days" thing..
I was sitting at the bar staring at my drink when a large, trouble-making biker steps up next to me, grabs my drink and gulps it down in one swig.
"Well, whatcha' gonna do about it?" he says, menacingly, as I burst into tears. "Come on, man," the biker says, "I didn't think you'd cry. I can't stand to see a man crying."
"This is the worst day of my life," I said. "I'm a complete failure. I was late to a meeting and my boss fired me. When I went to the parking lot, I found my car had been stolen and I don't have any insurance. I left my wallet in the cab I took home. I found my wife with another man ... and then my dog bit me."
"So, I came to this bar to work up the courage to put an end to it all. I buy a drink, I drop a capsule in it and sit here watching the poison dissolve. Then you show up and drink the whole damn thing!
But, Hell, enough about me, how are you doing?"
Ever have one of those days?
Be well and safe all.
Alw
In gambling parlance we refer to that as the vig, Larry.