Okay!
Tod had two flat tires and Mike hurt his back.
Now we're talking!
Throw in that alligator and we're all set.
I think this is the fourth flat for Tod.
He is either praying, thinking about doing something with a long rope and the branch of a tree, or regretting that he's not home at work right now.
So what to do after that?
Time to talk things over at the office.
Luckily Florida seems to have a never ending supply of offices.
With lots of those good office supplies.
So our band of bikers made it to Cocoa Beach yesterday before both tires and patience finally wore out.
I believe they rode out on a series of barrier islands up the coast. Very cool ride.
Saturn?
I wonder if you can see......never mind.....
[Thanks for the lob-ball, boys.]
Good luck tomorrow....
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