Let us play a game. I think we all watched Sesame Street at one point in our lives. This should come pretty easy for all of you. We are going to play the simple game of one of these things is not like the other. Are you ready? Here we go! Motorcycles, Black, Leather, togas, a guy in a blue shirt, carrying around a stuffed squirrel. Which one of those things does not belong? I will give you three guesses and the first two do not count. The thing that didn’t belong was the guy with squirrel. That guy with said squirrel is me. I can usually get along with any group of people. Put me in a room with bikers, wouldn’t you think it would be a little weird? Not at all. I did feel like I was on an episode of Sons of Anarchy. The only thing missing was Ron Pearlman intimates me until I peed myself like the pussy I am. These guys are the coolest group of people in the world. Unless you look at their women. I think you might be in a small fight. Trust me, you won’t win. Unless your backup is in the form of a stuffed squirrel. This guy even busted a slow dance move to a rock band playing Purple Rain. It can’t get any damn cooler than that. I was thinking about what would be a great song today. This one is dedicated to all my biker friends and anyone who rides. The open highway is a great but it’s only great if you have some devilish fun. Maybe a small trip down the Highway To Hell!