Monday, September 10, 2012

Sidecar Days

Vance recently sent my this newspaper clipping from our U.S. Tour. Apparently you're NOT supposed to ride your motorcycle through the grocery store. We didn't want a pickle. We just wanted to ride on our motorsickle.

Sorry, I'm hungry and this is the best I can come up with.


  1. You sould have grabbed a jar of pickles as we went through the store.

  2. OK. Maybe YOU wanted a pickle. I was in agreement with Arlo G -- no pickle, just motor-sickle.


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