Guys, it's time for us to come out of the closet and admit our allegiance to the Raptor Party, and employment by Yamaha. Unlike Routy, no doubt a great bastion of scientific integrity and master of petcock statistics, we have shamefully
cloaked ourselves behind an
illusion of fixed bikes.
Our forefathers envisioned a future where NO MAN would suffer the begoggling mental challenges, general mockery of our troubleshooting efforts, and lack of hand exercise that the Great Void, or Vacuum, has foisted upon us.
Far too long have we stood by and watched our motorcycles falter, only to be run over, or worse, passed, by little old ladies in Lincoln town cars. Our children.. left behind, for lack of fuel!
Well, no more. We will not leave them behind, sucking gas fumes out of a hose. We will not allow our elderly citizens to outrun us. We will realize our future, as I shall now wave the flag with pride, and print several T-shirts, bearing the mark of our dark society: