"You're not allowed to buy a motorcycle while you live in my house."
Fair enough, you probably saw this coming anyway...so you move out and go to college. Of course the next time you dare to breach the subject it becomes:
"You're not allowed to buy a motorcycle as long as I'm still paying any of your bills."
That's all fine and good...her money, her rules, right? In the name of speed and coolness, you embrace self-sufficiency. Finally, in the exasperation that only a mother could conjure comes the coup d'etat:
"You're not allowed to buy a motorcycle as long as I'm still your mother."
So you think and you think and you try to come up with some loophole...some way around this wall. And then one day you give up, decide she's outside of her jurisdiction and get one anyway:
Meet my baby. Isn't she beautiful? (I'm talking about the bike boys, not Alexis...we all know she's beautiful...but let's FOCUS here).So what do you think?
Motorcycles - Thumbs up / Thumbs down?
Oh...and if you don't mind...please don't tell mom.
3 comments:
Hmmm...thumbs up if it were pink. But if we draped a pink feather boa over your "baby" you'd be set. Thumbs up, then!
Thumbs up! That's hot! Just make sure you are always geared up!
Wait. Do you really have a motorcycle? We should head down to Cooks Corner sometime. I have a sweet 50 cc scooter! Ha.ha...RIDE OR DIE DUDE!
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