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Whatever someone rides is fine by me. If they want to defend what they ride that's good too. If they want to put down what I ride, I don't care. All these choices: Coke/Pepsi, Red Socks/Giants, Ford/Chevy...... the list goes on and on. It's great that we are allowed choices (should we all be riding Urals?} and that we are allowed to express our loyalty to our likes and we can razz someone about their choice. I don't let it bother me. We choose to let others bother us.
All that said, here's a joke (that is meant as a joke):
"A horse and a chicken were life-long best friends. One day while walking along the horse became stuck in a mud puddle. HELP CHICKEN the horse yelled! The chicken ran looking for help and came upon a Harley Davidson with the key in it. No one was around and his friend was in trouble so the chicken hopped on the Harley and rode to where the horse was stuck. He backed the Harley to the mud puddle and the horse grabbed hold and, using all of the power of the Harley, pulled the horse out with ease. Thank you chicken, you saved my life.
Another day the horse and the chicken were walking along and the chicken became stuck in a mud puddle. HELP HORSE! The horse straddled the mud puddle and hung his (you know) down to the chicken. The chicken grabbed hold and the horse pulled him to safety. Thank you horse, you saved my life!
The moral of the story:
If you're hung like a horse you don't need a Harley Davidson"
No offence intended to anyone, just humor.
Now go drink a Coke (I like Pepsi), and don't root for the Sacramento Kings. Now we have something to argue about.
All that said, here's a joke (that is meant as a joke):
"A horse and a chicken were life-long best friends. One day while walking along the horse became stuck in a mud puddle. HELP CHICKEN the horse yelled! The chicken ran looking for help and came upon a Harley Davidson with the key in it. No one was around and his friend was in trouble so the chicken hopped on the Harley and rode to where the horse was stuck. He backed the Harley to the mud puddle and the horse grabbed hold and, using all of the power of the Harley, pulled the horse out with ease. Thank you chicken, you saved my life.
Another day the horse and the chicken were walking along and the chicken became stuck in a mud puddle. HELP HORSE! The horse straddled the mud puddle and hung his (you know) down to the chicken. The chicken grabbed hold and the horse pulled him to safety. Thank you horse, you saved my life!
The moral of the story:
If you're hung like a horse you don't need a Harley Davidson"
No offence intended to anyone, just humor.
Now go drink a Coke (I like Pepsi), and don't root for the Sacramento Kings. Now we have something to argue about.
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