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Not no more, my peeps. Not no more. Anybody wants to ride with us that doesn't have a bike, they can ride on the BACK of our bikes.
And that's the name of THAT tune.
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Herein lies a tale or two, of family, good friends, and times past. All my wonderful (and not-so-wonderful but still memorable) memories in e-form will now forever last. An e-scrapbook of people and places I love, protected from the ravages of the years, and I can now share these tales with others, eliciting laughter, e-kisses and tears. (although quite frankly, an e-kiss is a DEFINITE waste of energy in MY opinion. No caloric content whatsoever. Sigh. Oh well, I'll take it.)
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