My first day back in town from vacation, and I'm commuting on my fixie to work. I have a bad habit of singing whatever song is stuck in my head when I ride. So anyhow, I'm riding through Queen Anne, belting out "The Age of Aquarius" :looney: (just saw 40-Year-Old-Virgin) when a bug hits the back of my thoat.
At this point I'm riding along coughing and hacking, but not wanting to pull over.
*cough* *hack* I can get this bug out *hack* oh know! *cough* here it comes!
I turn my head and puke over my left shoulder without missing a beat.
Hey! Not a drop on me! Didn't even slow down. At least the bug was gone. ![Dead :dead: :dead:](/images/smilies/xdead.gif)
Not my favorite way to start the day.
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At this point I'm riding along coughing and hacking, but not wanting to pull over.
![Blah :blah: :blah:](/images/smilies/xblah.gif)
![Dead :dead: :dead:](/images/smilies/xdead.gif)
![Smile :) :)](/images/smilies/xsmile.gif)
![Dead :dead: :dead:](/images/smilies/xdead.gif)
Not my favorite way to start the day.
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