Tuesday, May 11, 2010

picture it

When T, my littlest, my ham, my devil, my prankster, my long-lashed lover of anything sweet, called from the back of the van, "DID YOU SEE THAT?" I didn't even flinch.  I'm onto him.  He's all about hyperbole.  Instead, we (Mister, E & I) continued our very mature, modulated conversation.  Then, after a right turn onto Central Avenue, T begins again.  "THERE IT IS!  LOOK.  IT'S A DOG ON THE BACK OF THE MOTORCYCLE."  With Mister's maneuvering, we soon were adjacent to the aforementioned motorcycle.  And guess what?  Not only was there a dog strapped onto the back of the Harley, but the dog was wearing a leather motorcycle jacket, a red helmet to match the driver's and sunglasses.  Priceless.

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