Butterbelly
Melting in the desert
Last night, I decided to go bike riding around the town with my guy and a few friends. It's almost dust, but still enough light out to see the streets and cars. We decide to split up into two groups, my friend and his gf, me and my guy. I'm riding along and the next thing I know, I hear sirens. I about wreck my bikes because the sirens are right behind us. I stop my bike, as does my guy, we glance at each other in dismay, and the police car pulls up along side of us.
He says "folks, are you from around here." I said "yes, I live just two streets over, why." He nods his head and tells me he hasn't seen me before. My guy speaks up and asks if there is a problem. The officer replies "Yes, sir, there is...your riding without a headlight or brake lights on your bikes." I wasn't aware this was a "law" in my small town of 800 people. I explained to the officer that we weren't aware of the law, and that we would get headlights and brake lights for the bikes. We peddled home right after that.
I was laughing so hard on the bike ride home that I about wrecked again. I couldn't believe I got pulled over on a bike.
I get home and call up my mother and tell her I got pulled over...she exclaims "oh geez, how fast where you going?" I replied "about 2 miles an hour, if that." She says "WHAT...2 miles an hour...huh." I further explained that I was pulled over on my bike.
Needless to say, my guy and I went to Wal-Mart this morning to get headlights and brake lights for our bikes. My brake lights flash red...thus I've been deemed a "prostitute on wheels" by my friends and family.
Nothing compares to having a big ass with a flashing red light directly underneath it...lol
He says "folks, are you from around here." I said "yes, I live just two streets over, why." He nods his head and tells me he hasn't seen me before. My guy speaks up and asks if there is a problem. The officer replies "Yes, sir, there is...your riding without a headlight or brake lights on your bikes." I wasn't aware this was a "law" in my small town of 800 people. I explained to the officer that we weren't aware of the law, and that we would get headlights and brake lights for the bikes. We peddled home right after that.
I was laughing so hard on the bike ride home that I about wrecked again. I couldn't believe I got pulled over on a bike.
I get home and call up my mother and tell her I got pulled over...she exclaims "oh geez, how fast where you going?" I replied "about 2 miles an hour, if that." She says "WHAT...2 miles an hour...huh." I further explained that I was pulled over on my bike.
Needless to say, my guy and I went to Wal-Mart this morning to get headlights and brake lights for our bikes. My brake lights flash red...thus I've been deemed a "prostitute on wheels" by my friends and family.
Nothing compares to having a big ass with a flashing red light directly underneath it...lol
