There were some big bikers who cruised passed my house on Sunday afternoons for several years, not daring to come in and check it out.
Then that one fatefull sunday as I was talking with them(and they were still hesitant, couldn't decide, a local family of very young blondie-headed little girls came running down the street waving their ticket money saying, "We're coming in the haunted house!"
The girls were maybe 4, 6, 9 years old.
The big biker sort of gulped and said, "OK, I guess we will come in."
Most bikers are just out for the ride and stop to eat buy a beer and that's about all. To "abandon" their bike in my lonely parking lot is too terrifing to consider for many of them.....
....even though the parking lot is located at the end of a dead end street with no houses nearby (except mine)
99.9% of the time the bike parked here might get sunburnt or rust up long before anything else bad would ever happen to it.
Then that one fatefull sunday as I was talking with them(and they were still hesitant, couldn't decide, a local family of very young blondie-headed little girls came running down the street waving their ticket money saying, "We're coming in the haunted house!"
The girls were maybe 4, 6, 9 years old.
The big biker sort of gulped and said, "OK, I guess we will come in."
Most bikers are just out for the ride and stop to eat buy a beer and that's about all. To "abandon" their bike in my lonely parking lot is too terrifing to consider for many of them.....
....even though the parking lot is located at the end of a dead end street with no houses nearby (except mine)
99.9% of the time the bike parked here might get sunburnt or rust up long before anything else bad would ever happen to it.
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