Also, absolutely have to be good kissers. This is summer break, there is no summer school for kissing going to be in session. We’ve retired our teaching careers, and we’re not going back.

Also, it’s hard to teach someone to kiss from the back of a motorcycle. (Trust us, we’ve probably tried.)

Thanks so much!

the best I can offer is a Vespa and a lunch at Chick-fil-a

Vespas trump all. Anyone with a vespa is automatically in first place. With a vespa, you can even date the two of us at once.

Dude, I might love you, whoever you are. I’ve always dreamed of a date at Chick-fil-a, secretly the best fast food establishment ever and the most underrated.

I never dared imagine it might include a Vespa.

Dude, what color is your Vespa, might I ask?

Also, where have you been all my life?

Dude, Vespa. You rock.

Make sure you don’t schedule your Chick-fil-a for a Sunday. Everybody knows that road leads to broken hearts.

Hmm… just make sure you don’t look like this guy:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Emo_fashion_kid.png

and, yes, I’ve been wiking off:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=wiking+off

The vespa is blue

as to where have I been all your life? Well, that’s a pretty complicted story full of lots of plot twists and turns. A real nail-biter. But the suprise ending is well worth the price of the ticket and a small popcorn.

Hate to rain on your summertime fantasy, but you might want to refine the bike thinking.

I was leaving town on Sunday after Rolling Thunder with the thousands of bikers. Anyway, there was a complete stop of traffic, a biker didn’t see it, slammed on his breaks and then had to lay the bike down to avoid real trouble. Now imagine if you were on that bike with him- because you were going out for that awesome cruise.

And of course, because you are fabulously fashionable, you were looking all cute in your tight shorts, smooth legs and sexy t-shirt (to make everyone jealous of your glee).

And then something like this happens. God help you if you have to explain what happened at work. Its okay to show off a cool tan- its never cool to show off a good case of road-rash! Bottom line- stick with the Schwins- they produce less road rash, and your still get that wind in your hair feeling!

Fortunately, I am a seasoned motorcycle passenger and never get on one without the appropriate combination of denim, leather and boots. And I’ve been on a bike when the rider had to lay it down. I’m telling you right now Levi’s are highly underrated. Zero road rash. The jeans didn’t even rip.

Dude, please I must know the surprise ending, and the source of your Chick-fil-A roots.

We were definitely meant to be together, as your Vespa matches my eyes.

Yours with promises of popcorn (with extra butter),
The Other SWF

Don’t disappoint me, dude…

Well… I’m afraid disappointment is my specialty – starting with the fact that I live a bazillion miles away (and I exaggerate).

If I left now, on my vespa, I might get there before Groundhog’s Day.

Groundhog’s Day is highly underrated as a very romantic holiday.

But I guess I’ll get used to disappointment,as I for one know how long motorcycle rides with a helmet can lead to ear blisters.

Very, very unpleasant.

Sigh.

It’s not the ear blisters that I’d be worried about with a drive to the East Coast.

Plus, I need to save my money so I can buy a side-car for the Vespa. Then I’d get a German Sheppard to ride in the side-car and put an old, leather, fighter pilot helmet and goggles on him… and a red scarf.

In the homeland now is the time for motorcycle riding. Street bikes everywhere with hot young things zipping around. Going 80 mph down the freeway with their T-shirts riding up their backs, exposing pornographic amounts of torso. That is the ONLY thing that gets me through homeland rush hour.

Well, that and Sirius radio. Word. -GPJ