No time to say, "Goodbye..."
I guess I'm like one of those strange people that kept showing up at every Rocky Horror Picture Show--I can't seem to shake myself free of this BF habit. It's really rather embarrassing, I mean, I have to agree with Maj. Taylor on this one. All you have to do is look at my shamelessly obsessive-compulsively driven participation here and you know my sickness. It's like leprosy, or something.
Oh well, since my disease is obvious and the cat's out of the bag anyway, I might as well quit trying to resist the temptation to post more insane...oops, I mean, inane comments. But really, BF is theraputic, if you think about it for a minute. It's like a safety-valve to keep me from exploding and becoming like Michael Douglas's character in, "Falling Down." A free forum to be a crazy fool so I can resume my masquerade as a "normal person" in real life.
Thank you, Bike Forums! thank you, Joe! (I'll send you a life-size cutout of Bozo the Clown. Deep down, he was a schizo, too!)