I have been deeply, fundamentally hurt by three people in my inner circle in as many months, and my chain has officially come off the sprockets. (I haven't told you the Ducati chain story yet, so you don't get the reference, although you probably do get the point.)
This summer, as I chipped away at my self-professed off-road phobia on my XT, I found myself marveling at this little motorcycle. Li’l Burro! So steady and surefooted! There’s nothing it can’t do! Li’l Burro! The machine for the apocalypse! Whenever I came across a challenge in the road, I’d steel myself, ask “What would Li’l Burro do?,” and ride on, ride up, ride over. The possible, redefined!
Now, as I sit here, mortally wounded, staring down my “Organic Four Cheese Stone Baked Pizza”, I ask myself once again, “What Would Li’l Burro Do?"
Ride on, ride up, ride over.
*Not that there’s anything wrong with that. It’s just not my way.
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Lil Burro would just keep going
Yup!
Supersize that freeser and it could be an awesome dirtbike track.
LOL
Hah! The XT and I are pretty small... we just might fit!
ugh....seems to be going around. hang in there!
Oh, and I should probably just go ahead and confess that Amy's mac and cheese is my go to stress meal. There, I said it.
My usual is pasta with a tomato walnut sauce. I save the frozen stuff (which has actually only come out once before in my life) for, uhh, exceptional moments.
I'm very sorry to hear that people you have trusted have treated you ill. Very few things are more upsetting than that. Please know that there are good and trustworthy people out there. I have been lucky to find some over time, to have some in my family, and especially to have married one.
L'il Burro is right. Ride on, ride up, ride over.
Thanks, PhilB. Helps to be reminded of that. Sounds like you have a lucky wife!
I do. And she has a lucky husband. ;D
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