Cruising the Miracle Mile

Anyone who's anybody knows for a fact I despise cars. Really, I FUCKING HAET CARS. A 4 wheel gas guzzling tin can. Precisely the kind of enemy Mother Nature boils her blood over. I can't quite fathom why everyone but a few, has beef against the revered and time-honoured motorcycle. I mean, sure, some folks say riding around on a 2 wheeler ain't but all too safe going about the urban, concrete jungle, BUT, WITH THAT SAID, are you willing to spend an hour getting your ass trapped in traffic? Heck no, not me, no sir. I'd be the guy weaving around the traffic. Not the slow-fag stuck and yelling profanity at the other slo-mo fags. As if that weren't insult to injury, there are skeptists amongst them too. Their cry is 'MOTORCYCLES AREN'T SAFE, YOU COULD LOSE A LIFE RIDING THAT STUPID CONTRAPTION.' Major-big butt bullshit. I've seen enough riders around to know for a FACT that if, one sticks to his rules and game, he's not going to bump into trouble. Before I decide to delve into anything else, the riders I speak of are law abiding, non-retalliatory people. I DO NOT ENDORSE SHITTY 2 STROKE UNDERBONES. Those are just as bad as any Hummer mind you. Now that I've got that off my chest, it's time to slither my bum off to the kitchen to grab me some grub.