D t g: Wish that was original. Cluin mentioned a penis tax and it reminded me of the post above. Found it on the web somewhere by a google of penis tax, joke.

Ever slip third gear and drop to the bar that runs from the seat to the handlebars?

Speaking of legs, years back my eyes left the road--actually, they looked over towards two gals about my age at the time who were dressed for some hot summer weather in Quebec. I ran the bicycle into a curb stone and a "Do not park here" sign. Four broken ribs on the left and a cracked one on the right.

Oh, the shame of it all.