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We went to the motorcycle show this morning, and I saw something truly terrifying: The Geico gecko, showing off his nipple rings.  Here's a closeup:  My neighbor said, "Those aren't nipple rings - they're tiedown points!". I bit my tongue. I didn't see any bikes this year that I positively had to bring home. The new Buell is too tall, I'm never really going to buy a 'Busa, and the BMW sport tourer is just too expensive. That was reinforced for me when we went to pick up Mike's bike at the dealership (he was getting a GPS mount), and a guy pulled up on a week-old BMW, with road rash covering the entire left side of both his fairings and his leg. I don't think I'd want to survive wrecking a week-old $12,000 bike. Anyway, we did see one cool thing at the motorcycle show - the perfect trailer: The Trailer In A Bag. We wanted a trailer for track days, but we don't even have enough space for the ones that fold against the wall. This looks like the perfect solution, and it's not unreasonably expensive. I'll probably order one when I get healed. Tags: humor, motorcycle Current Mood: exhausted
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My new cast iron frying pans. I know, you're supposed to buy them used at a yard sale, or get them from your grandmother, or something like that. I found the set of 3 for $7 at Harbor Freight Tools.
Anyway, I've had them for months, but I took them out of the box for the first time tonight. That's when I found the warning label. |
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Yes, this cookware might get hot. And just how am I supposed to cook in them with the label there?
In blatant violation of the label, I removed it, and they're now in the oven, getting hot, and seasoning.
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Tags: cooking, humor
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