I heart accents
As I started pedaling to work this morning, some light raindrops began to pitter patter down around me. This meant it was time to haul ass. About a month ago I ended up biking to work in a downpour, and had to wear clothes from the lost and found all day. I wanted to get out of that rain as soon as possible, before the sky really opened up. My efforts promted the Irish man on the bike behind me to ask, as he caught up to me at a stoplight, "D'ya have a mo-tor on tha' bike?"
I patted my thigh and said, "Right here."
1 Comments:
that's an adorable little story! i wish irish men talked to me while i rode my bike.
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