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You'll Never Believe What My Neighbor Did This Weekend








Neighbor Tim, a compulsive cleaner of his beautiful blue Harley, turned his attention to my bike this weekend. While I went to the Blick picnic this past Saturday, where I won a $25.00 gift certificate, Tim came over here are took my Kawasaki and cleaned it! I admit to being a clean-aholic with my old cars, but bikes are tougher: too many nooks, crannys, and other unnamed places hard to get to. So, I kind of let it go and just wipe down major parts and forget the rest.

Evidently Tim was embarrassed to be seen with a dirty bike, so out-of-his-skull bored that he couldn't conceive of doing anything else, expects to be paid (remember "I hope..."), or just plain wanted to do something nice. Anyway, it was a damn nice thing to do so, "Thanks, Tim". You know, that kind of thing could only happen in a small town like BFE, where there is a sense of we-are-all-in-this-together mentality. I bet it won't happen in Florida. More likely it will get ripped off. Thanks again.

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  1. AnonymousJune 8, 2009 at 10:17 AM

    Definitely beats cherry-bombing the gutters off the neighbor's house, for sure....

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  2. AnonymousJune 14, 2009 at 8:43 PM

    no, it was not for any of those reasons that he did that. He wants you.

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