At the risk of all hell breaking loose
Don,
I s'pose knowing your totally peverse sense of - - - well just about everything I guess, I don't imagine that you hadn't thought of trying the above while in the throes of - - hmmm how shall I put this - - - ahhhh, the throes of ecstasy
B B
Why no Brian, not me
. And, just for the record, I have also never had a young lady riding pillion who just would not shut the hell up all day long. Mile after mile whining about every little frakking thing. It's windy. It's hot. It's cold. It's going to rain one day next month. I'm thirsty..... On and on and on and on.
To the point that at a gas stop I pulled off the saddlebag, pointed out the air valves and told her exactly what she should bend around and do to them rather then keep yapping while we were going down the road. That guy, just south of Cody, WY, was not me. And I have no idea why I'm still single either
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