It all started when I had to take a morning off from work to go to the dreaded NYS DMV. My liscence needed to be renewed and the registration on the truck were both up - not good. Anyway, there this older biker looking guy and his old lady is being kindof rude and Im not normally one to listen in but the conversation caught my attention...
Her "... and you need to get that thing out of the yard, and you don't have any room for it in the shed cuz you got too many bikes"
Him "I know, I know, I'm going to call and see if he will take it for two hundred. I mean its not like theres anything r