Weather: Still flirting with the 50’s
Trail Conditions: Worse by the day?
I’m still getting emails about trail conditions LOL. They are what the are, can you find a trail to ride? Probably. Are they getting worse and harder to get to? Yup, everyday.
Happy Friday the 13th, again. Oh has it ever been a nice week off. We got the cooler fixed yesterday but other than that I haven’t done a damn thing but sleep. Becker has been sick as a dog with the flu. So I been taking care of her sick ass too I guess.
Not a lot going on right now, still getting a sled here and there, but I’m sure that will end quick. The Lake even looks pretty bad from the web cams.
A man boarded an airplane and took his seat. As he settled in, he glanced up and saw the most beautiful woman boarding the plane.
He soon realized she was heading straight towards his seat
As fate would have it, she took the seat right beside his.
Eager to strike up a conversation he blurted out,
” Business trip or pleasure?”
She turned, smiled and said, “” Business.
I’m going to the Annual Nympho- maniacs of America Convention in Boston .”
Here was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen sitting next to him, and she was going to a
meeting of nymphomaniacs.
Struggling to maintain his composure, he calmly asked, “What’s your business role at this convention?”
” Lecturer,” she responded.
” I use information that I have learned from my personal experiences to debunk some of the popular myths about sexuality.”
“And what kind of myths are there?”
” Well,” she explained, ” One popular myth is that African-American men are the most well-endowed of all men, when in fact it is the Native American Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.
Another popular myth is that Frenchmen are the best lovers, when actually it is men of Jewish descent who are the best.
I have also discovered that the lover with absolutely the best stamina is the Southern Redneck.”
Suddenly the woman became a little uncomfortable and blushed. ” I’m sorry,” she said, ” I shouldn’t really be discussing all of this with you. I don’t even know your name…”
” Tonto Goldstein, but my friends call me Bubba.”