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I was on a 1st date with a man on Saturday night...dinner, talking, conversation turned to bikes...he started to make fun of my bike, asking when I was "going to get a real bike" ( meaning an HD like he rides), making little whirring noises in imitation of an exhaust. I pulled out my wallet, dropped $40 on the table for my meal, told him the date was over, and left the restaurant.
I look out for my America and she looks out for me!



Paula - what is WRONG with guys these days!!!!?! You ride, you ride your OWN, why can't he just keep his mouth shut and ride after you??!!
You go girl!!!
Becky