It all started when I came home from working a really long day.
Things around the house had been a little tense for some time, if you know what I mean.
As soon as I walked in the door the old lady starts bitchin at me for tracking mud in the front door.
I just wanted to get out of them damned boots and get a cold beer in my hand.
Then she lets in on me about every stupid shit thing she could think of. God knows I love her but she can be a real pain in the ass sometimes.
That said, I decided to take the bike for a spin, just to cool off a little and reflect on the little things we do for one another.
I knew she wouldn't like the idea of me taking off on the bike and she let me know it ..... repeatedly.
But hey, I'm a biker, a old school biker and the last thing I'm gonna do is let a split tail boss me around. So I fired that mother up and let her rip!!!
The good thing is..... she forgot all about the boots, the mud, etc....

Sad thing is..... Eventually you HAVE to go to sleep.... You won't even see the baseball bat coming !!!!!

She used my daughters tennis racket....

lol..........sore balls then ,lol

it is good ta let off some steam betimes... LOL

lmao - I had a buddy that pretty much went through the exact same scene...and surprisingly (or not) he ended up with very similar floor decoration in his place. Only difference is there was a bench off in the corner where we use to rebuild bike engines so there was alway one in pieces there.