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Originally Posted by MILK
It gets better I'm afraid.. Hairless catwoman is married to the man who bought my bike. Today I was asked how the LED brake lights come on. Hmmm... When you pull in the brake lever maybe??
I'm beginning to feel sorry for my bike.. Reminds me of the time I found a lost dog. Met the owners in a gas station parking lot. They were in a beater Ford Tempo with 2 of their 4 kids wearing diapers only. Oh and they both worked at that gas station.. Sigh.
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Ha, I had that happen a few months ago in our neighborhood. Saw a collared dog wandering around, so I went in the house to get some snacks I could use to lure him in. Spent some time re-locating the dog once I had the snacks; finally spotted him, got a leash on him, and called the number on his tag. Then we walked him around the neighborhood for about 30 minutes waiting for the owner's to show up. When they did, the dog was not happy to see themand looked at me like I just gave him back to his kidnappers. The owners seemed as excited to see the dog as the dog was to see them, and did little more than yell at him and throw him in their truck. I got a "thanks", and they took off. No hand shake, no nothing.
Told the wife if we ever saw that dog around the neighborhood again, we wouldn't be calling the number on the tag.