One of my US Nimbus friends called his future wife, and asked if she wanted to go to a music festival in Upstate New York. She has, to this day, been kicking her butt for saying no.
That picture reminds me, I went to Watkins Glen (to watch Dan Gurney race) and early in the morning weaving through the campground I found a mud hole next to where some bikers had camped. As I attempted to cross the mud hole one of the bikers staggered out in front making me stop. He came up with a muddy $1 bill. I laughed, they laughed, then they pushed me out of the mud. Good times.
Count me in that minority too.
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That picture reminds me, I went to Watkins Glen (to watch Dan Gurney race) and early in the morning weaving through the campground I found a mud hole next to where some bikers had camped. As I attempted to cross the mud hole one of the bikers staggered out in front making me stop. He came up with a muddy $1 bill. I laughed, they laughed, then they pushed me out of the mud. Good times.
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