The Lawnmower

Getting back to the topic of bicycles…

In the early 1990s I was riding my bike through the woods with a friend when we came across a lawnmower. My friend thought he might build a go-kart with the motor. He inspected it. He pulled the rip cord. He thought he might take it with him. We probably stood there for two or three full minutes.

Then, we turned around and discovered a man, sitting in the trees, staring at us. We asked if the lawnmower belonged to him. He responded affirmatively. We thought he might want to lawnmow us. We biked away as fast as we could.

Now I’m making a delivery.


Posted by on Mar 28, 2006 in fdPost | 1 comment

1 Comment

  1. Rehj
    Mar 29, 2006

    ah, fresh cut hotdogs!

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