Sweet Duffy Boy

Yes, I know, Mizz Blanca needs some representation, too. Might be hard....she steers clear of the paps.

Pullo, all legs

Adventures in Wingdom

After shearing poor Duffy again (at least his head still looks normal), Lovey and I ventured to Bike Night at a local (ghetto) wing place which on here shall remain nameless. Cuz I'd hate to offend the nice people I'm going to win a motorcycle from. Pretty Aprilia!

Wow...there are certainly some interesting people in this world. After we'd been there for about 30 minutes (or seven days, it's hard to say which. How can people talk for so long exclusively about motorcycles???), I decide to excuse myself to go to the bathroom.

I go in the one-seater and turn around to lock the door......which wasn't there (the lock, that is).....nor was there a doorjamb to speak of....which looked like the door had been kicked in (pieces still leaning in corner).......certainly a dilemma.....had to go........oh! I'll just put this KEG in front of the door.....that should hold it. Why, oh, why don't I ever get photographic documentation of this? Cuz this? Can't make it up.