Yea, B B...you're weird as chit, but you're in good company...

Every night when I get home from work and pull into the basement, I have to stop for a moment and look at my bikes to make sure they're OK, and to just generally admire what a fine piece of work they are, think about stuff I want to do in the future, and wipe the dust off, if any. Just this past weekend, I did all the fluids on Saturday, then went down Sunday and gave her a good going over...a couple of beers, and three microfiber cloths later, she was shining like a new penny. I like doing that...gets me familiar with every nook and cranny, bolt and screw. I might even talk to her... [smiley=nervous.gif], and Jill, the GPS lady, even talks back a little... [smiley=huepfenlol2.gif]
Now if I could just alter WHAT she says to me, it might really get kinky [smiley=huepfenjump3.gif] [smiley=drink.gif]