Koma?
I, I got a nasty bump on my head. Wow...........how long was I asleep? You guys should have checked out my dream! A twister came and took the farm house and twisted the sheaaat out of it and horses and cows were flying around and this bitch on a BMW cruised by the window and tried to snatch Toto but I took her out with a 45 Automatic......ya know a couple of shots to her pimply beak and she was dirt napping. And then I was dropping some LSD with Dianne Feinstein when the bitch said she would live to put a stake through the heart of MotoRush and I laughed outloud right before she turned into Satan himself, only I new it was a dream, ya know, but I couldn't wake up so I got on my ZX10r and started to ride like the wind when I looked down and noticed my mighty 10 turned into a riding lawnmower with one of two cylinders misfiring. Jeeeeeezzze!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pleeze don't be true I said over and over and louder and louder. It was then that I felt a slap on my face, not once but twice. "Dave, wake up. Wake up!!!" Then slap....slap.....slap a succession of slaps administered by the two black guys, the nuns, the Doctor, the Captain, the Co-Pilot..............shiit! forget that last part. I finally awoke to the faces of my wife and two boys.
"Dad, were you having that dream again?"asked Brian.
"Yes, the one about MotoRush"
"Dad, you know it's true. MotoRush is gone. But that doesn't mean you have
to let it slam you in the ass every time you take a napp"
"Where the hell did you learn to talk like that, Son?"
"Hell Dad.....That's not important right now. The important thing is that you live on with the joy of knowing MotoRush in your heart and get your butt out front so me and Scotty can ride the CRF50!"
"Wow, Brian! How did you get to be such a smart little fella?"
"I don't know Dad. But one thing I do know is that if you see a photo of Sporty's naked tits on Wristtwisters, I wanna see them, too!"
"That's a deal, Son!"