I woke up the other day and realized I was fat.
When putting on my leathers... the zipper broke and I sent them out for repair.
A few days later I am going to the track...
So I bring a leather jacket, boots and gloves.
No leather bottoms... just jeans.
As I set up onto the tailgate to unload the bike (in front of a half dozen folks or so... the entire arse of my pants rips out.
So there I am... butt flappin in the breeze... and of course a few good buddies are there to provide moral support and harrassment.
And to add insult to injury, those were my favorite pants...
...could I have any more hits to my freakin ego...
Guess I need to loose a few pounds...
When putting on my leathers... the zipper broke and I sent them out for repair.
A few days later I am going to the track...
So I bring a leather jacket, boots and gloves.
No leather bottoms... just jeans.
As I set up onto the tailgate to unload the bike (in front of a half dozen folks or so... the entire arse of my pants rips out.
So there I am... butt flappin in the breeze... and of course a few good buddies are there to provide moral support and harrassment.
And to add insult to injury, those were my favorite pants...
...could I have any more hits to my freakin ego...
Guess I need to loose a few pounds...