VFW Post 76

I was outside VFW Post 76
relaxing with a bucket of ice
and two good friends. Up from
the river walk two...we'll call them
ladies, both channeling their inner
Wife of Bath and hoping to bum a cigarette.
When they struck out on that accord, they
moved on to transportation. "How'd you boys
get here tonight?" the slightly older and more hagard
damsel inquired. Before I could give words to my excuse, Trav
pulls out the clutchest line of all time - "Bikes, bicycles...one seaters."


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