It could be the issue on the one. That does make sense as the bike is used and when he bought it, he had to clean the rust out of the tank.
He did have his son on the back, maybe an extra 150 lbs.
He was running third while Dad was tail. I didn’t ask if Dads bike had issues, only assumed so when my brother said he was falling behind. Could have been falling behind because brother wasn’t keeping up.
I wasn’t going to push Dad to find out. Surprisingly, I90 wasn’t busy.
Dad had a big grin running the interstate and running through the sweeps.

 

Those eyes are sayin...****, these 2 are gonna be a pushover.

 

Or,
****, they’re going to make me sleep on the floor for the next 3 minutes.

 

They're gonna do what they're gonna do. So far they have not. Both have big dreams and don't want to ruin it, but **** happens. I can only control so much and hope I've taught her to be smart enough.

Assuming that's what you meant.

 

Yeah, he's definitely grifted Cheryl anyway. Dog gets away with murder.

Didn't want to brag, but I had my 3 minutes this morning. And by 3 minutes I mean 1 minute. But thanks for the compliment.

 

Bros before Hoes, Bob. We always have our Bros backs!

Unless our Hoes say, “I could use a back rub”. Then bros are on their own.

Until they read that we refer them as Hoes, then back rubs are out too.
And we learn to not refer them as such.

 

That's easy, Tim, I've done it countless times.

 

Morning Woodrow's....

Coffee is done, time to make a couple of sammiches and head to PK.....ugh.....

 

Morning, Woodys!
Happy Hump Day!