Legs and Breasts

I never put my name on my mailbox but somehow people always know this one is mine. It appears that the storm held up the men of Marvel long enough for their arch enemy, Junk Mail Man to strike, even slipping past a ninja! Get over it Comcast, our relationship is over. There is nothing you have to offer that will make me take you back.

Same post from yesterday but it was supposed to be with this video instead of the picture. https://www.instagram.com/p/B3UlhQElaUU/?igshid=qgbpb9zgt378 Hard to say if my neighbor Aaron is a better mechanic or neighbor? Let’s just say he’s a great guy to have on the other side of the fence. He does top y work and having Sprouts Choppers in my back yard is priceless. Not many people can drop off everything on two or four wheels they need serviced without touching pavement or even a road. Blessed to ride through a hole in an old barb wire fence, about a quarter mile and into his shop. I never get out of second gear. Master of what runs on gas and goes faster, he has literally worked on everything I own that has an engine. From my dirt bike, the atv, this ‘82 Yamaha Virago he custom built, the tailgate on my pick up and the miracles he performed on my food truck, he can fix anything. You’d be hard pressed to find his quality of work or a more personal experience for maintenance, repairs or any custom work you can imagine. (And the bike is far from complete. The battery/entire wiring harness is happening this winter and much more.)This was just rigged so I could get a ride in while it was still perfect fall weather...it literally started snowing 20 minutes into my first ride! .com_