jeuchler
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So the lovely bride and I go out for a ryde (39 degrees Tuesday) and we stop at a place in the northern Berkshires where the owners (Hayabusa riders themselves) and cooks know us by name.
We chatted and placed our orders, then sat away off in a corner since it was so packed and put our helmets under the table.
Later a teenage waitress comes over with our order shaking her head and said,
"Jean the cook said 'Here's the order for those spiderpeople.' I said 'what the hell are you TALKING about??!' "
Barb and I couldn't stop belly laughing for quite a while, picturing what the poor girl must have thought...and feared.
Of all the things the Spyder has brought us (freedom, safety, new friends like you all) we really didn't think it'd bring so much laughter...:doorag:
We chatted and placed our orders, then sat away off in a corner since it was so packed and put our helmets under the table.
Later a teenage waitress comes over with our order shaking her head and said,
"Jean the cook said 'Here's the order for those spiderpeople.' I said 'what the hell are you TALKING about??!' "
Barb and I couldn't stop belly laughing for quite a while, picturing what the poor girl must have thought...and feared.
Of all the things the Spyder has brought us (freedom, safety, new friends like you all) we really didn't think it'd bring so much laughter...:doorag:
eople will never become Sheeple :thumbup:
