Brokeback Vespa
Did I say tomorrow? Anyway...Matt (6'4) bought a Vespa. A bold, efficient purchase. After Compass, Matt offered me a ride. I couldn't say no. I wish I knew how to quit him. I hopped aboard and strapped on my helmet, being sure to put the plastic visor down. Off we went. Let me tell you, it wasa sweet ride. Puttering down the highway for a quarter-mile to our destination (TGI Friday's), drawing gaping looks from all who passed us (and pass us they did), we pulled up to a stoplight. Matt looked left and began to laugh. I glanced over to see a leather-clad man on a Boss Hogg. I gave him a friendly salute, the way bus drivers always did when they passed each other, and it was returned with a solid thumbs-up. I lifted my sweet visor and looked over. "Sweet ride," I shouted. I don't know how we were able to swerve our way into the parking lot after that one.
posted by Dan @ 11:00 AM
3 Comments:
If I had seen the movie, I would know how to appropriately uncover this information (as if I didn't know that the reason he'd been so distant is because he'd been sharing his Vespa with another).
That Matt guy sure sounds like a sweet dude who's totally comfortable with his sexuality. Too bad he's dating a hot sauce.
btmd says: watch out for boners! more so the dude in the back. guy in the front, boner away!
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