Yes! My cover story of a human being from planet Earth has not been compromised. Re-read A & B. You may never know my friend I presumed as much, you must be dedicated very dedicated to your mission of accumulating THE MOST BIKES IN THE WORLD! Mwa ha ha ha!
Hmmm... I'm going to have to read it over again and make some notes. I will repeat myself and say it was powerful and it has been stuck in my head and it gives me the chills. I'll have a think and get back to you why.
Wow, you sound like a human being. That IS weird. Seriously? I work from 7 to 5. Then we go to work on the bikes or do other things.
Oh and I am probably the most absurd person I know. You just haven't seen it because A) you don't know me well enough and B) you're not within ear shot to hear random things pop out of my mouth P.S. YOU ARE BIKE OBSESSED! And if you keep playing with bikes, you will turn into one! Seriously, don't you work at all?
I wrote that one the other night when I was talking about how I dont write as much anymore... Spontainious. Can I ask what appealed to you about the poem?
I loooove pictures! I added some more to mine but I think I'm going to ditch them again. I really liked your poem by the way, like REALLY. It appealed to me. Usually I just skim when I read poetry, but I've started to actually read them properly and think about them. I'm glad I did with yours. When did you write it?
And I will post pictures of me with the bikes whenever I figure out my camera with this computer.... Since you seem to want them so bad.
That sounds like fun. Absurd you? HA! Well we bought a dirt bike yesterday. 50 bucks. We took off the filter, cleaned the carb, sprayed some starting fluid, and she fired right up. It was awesome. But it doesnt have a chain so untill we get that we cant do anything with it. Plus today we are picking up another 500 cc dirtbike (well, enduro at least. Close enough). AND an old honda 250 street bike. Man, we have alot of projects.
Yes dear I'll read it in the morning because I am getting to the over-tired point where I become absurd.
Ill tell you in the morning, because I am deathly tired.
