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hello my name is chris and i am a harleyholic, i frequently find myself going to the harley dealership and not knowing how i got there:stir
hello my name is chris and i am a harleyholic, i frequently find myself going to the harley dealership and not knowing how i got there:stir
This, by the way, is common. No known cure except the occasional jerk sales guy. Then you just find yourself at a different dealership even farther away, wondering how you got there. Then you make friends with a guy there, and he takes you back to the shop and you see all the sweet bikes you'll never be able to afford. Then you never leave. Then you become slightly annoying to the staff. In due time, you end up in a minimum security prison sharing a cell with Rod Blago from Illinois (when he gets there). Plus side is, he'll be your bitch because you were the rebel, and he was the pawn.hello my name is chris and i am a harleyholic, i frequently find myself going to the harley dealership and not knowing how i got there:stir