When I first started riding, I used to go on long day rides (several hundred miles at a clip or more)...still do. My wife thought I was having an affair...I was....with the bike.
This actually wouldn't happen with me. If my bike won't start, I would cancel dinner plans and I'll be out in the garage all hours wrenching on it until it does start. My wife would know exactly where my mind is at. She would still be pissed off but there would be no mistake about what I was thinking.
When I was about 39 or so, I told the wife I either needed a mistress or a bike. Her choice, I would be happy with either one. She chose wisely, as I did.
When I was about 39 or so, I told the wife I either needed a mistress or a bike. Her choice, I would be happy with either one. She chose wisely, as I did.
Husband (watching a video):...Don't do it! I swear you gonna regret it for the rest of your life. You stupid idiot! No! No! NOOO!! Aw ****, he actually did it! What a dumb ass! Wife: Honey, why you so mad? What'cha watching? Husband: Our wedding video.