Gabe, waxing philosophical about riding attire:
"See, it doesn't matter what color flannel you wear, it makes you look good on a motorcycle..."




Had a great time eating killer grub that Gabe always cooks up. Rain kept the hordes at bay, so I ate myself silly trying to make a dent. Rode an hour in the pouring rain, and Gabe was such a good host he threw my stuff in the dryer and loaned me some appropriate fits to complement my costume! What a host... What a party.
Had a great time eating killer grub that Gabe always cooks up. Rain kept the hordes at bay, so I ate myself silly trying to make a dent. Rode an hour in the pouring rain, and Gabe was such a good host he threw my stuff in the dryer and loaned me some appropriate fits to complement my costume! What a host... What a party.
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