Here’s is a joke I heard in Mexico years ago. What’s between an old lady’s breasts?
Answer: Her navel
Saw a lady the other day who the ambulance brought in after a car wreck. She was 63 years old and complaining of chest pain. Aside from the usual blunt chest trauma work-up, she insisted that I exam her implants for rupture. Not an unreasonable request. When I pulled back the gown, I was treated to an eyeful of perfectly round and perky boobs. The bounty before me made me pause and hesitate. She was, as stated before, over 60. Her knockers, however, were 20 . . . and spectacular. Unable to resolve the contradiction, I palpated around briefly, and then left the room before my head exploded.
In Walt’s latest blog/rant, he quotes Dirt Rag’s latest gear review of Airborne Bikes. If you actually read the Dirt Rag article, you’ll find that Airborne is actually a baby company of Huffy. I wondered what ever happened to Huffy. I suppose there are lots of brands that are really Huffy bikes with fancier decals. With my first couple duel sus bikes, I bragged that I had the most Huffyesque bike at races (K2 and Haro), and I liked the idea that everyone else’s bike would get stolen well before mine. I’ve always talked about riding Leadville on a Huffy, just cus. But you can’t find em anymore. I guess I can just get an Airborne now.