Traffic hazards

[vansinn]

As soon as I get a new life arranged, I'll want me a very powerful street race bike.
It'll require my utmost attention, and I feel this is seriously needed.

Those young chics wearing leggings and whazzit called? 40 weight mashine oil licked directly on too well trained legs reaching up under the armpits, supporting tits like pool balls, seeming disobeying gravity. Not to speak about their butts, which gets rounder and tighter by the season.
I call this a serious traffic hazard!  My health can easily handle it, but a hazard it is nonetheless!

Hence the need for a vehicle that'll keep my a-tention! on the black tar..
Now, where's my organ donor wagon when I need it!  :facepalm:

[Dante]

I've got a bike, I think I need to relocate

[MarshallJMP]

Me too 

[vansinn]

I've come to prefer overcast weather; less traffic hazards..
After a period without too much sunshine, Sol is back on the scene, and they are right back at it.
Walking, jugging, on bicycles, long leggings, short, like short-shorts, leggings, over-trained butts wiggling up'n'down..
Good for me my apartment goes on sale tomorrow, cuz a high ground floor corner flat facing a busy street is a sure remedy to a strained heart.
Stop running past my windows! Runners are the worst offenders, cuz they're also using these 40-weight fabrics for top coverings..
Now, where the living daylight did I park my organ donor wagon.. At least I can feel relieved my testosteron is still flowing.