My POSSIBLE new Avalanche

[Yammer Dan]

that he had been had from page one!!! When you start talking speed, looks, depenabilty or just all round preformance

[Yammer Dan]

that Avalanche was

[cowpuc]

just not up to par like the motorcycle now displayed on the Birds chest was. While people were gathering around to admire the new shirt, Eileen felt a tap on her right shoulder. There stood

[Yammer Dan]

someone she had been expecting to show up she grinned and said "What Now??" I can't wait to hear him try to explain this."

[cowpuc]

It was the Detective with an envelope in his hand. He handed the envelope to Freebird and Eileen and told him that he was glad to see the Bird finally coming to his senses and wearing a shirt that proved it was so. Thousands of faithful V-4 riders and even a number of Harley, Wing, Spyder, Slingshot and other bike riders broke out in a cheer that could be heard for many miles and gathered around the lovely couple as they opened the envelope to find the two round trip tickets to Paris still intact!! With a his tummy filled with Banana Nut ice cream, sporting the beautiful shirt with a Blue 1st Gen Yamaha Venture boldly printed on the front of it that Eileen had given him, the Bird felt Free again. He held out his right arm to his lovely wife. She grinned from ear to ear as they stepped inside their new Avalanche and headed for

[Yammer Dan]

home to pack. As they drove off into the sunset several of the Venture riders noticed there was only one Hot Dog left on the table

[cowpuc]

which was kind of strange because under normal circumstances, a left over Hot Dog at a Venturerider.org gathering is a very rare occasion. The Detective was called to the table to investigate this malady. First thing he did was tape off the area with yellow police tape, then he broke out his crime scene investigation kit and pulled a chair up to the table near the beautiful Hot Dog. Wondering what was in the kit, the crowd gathered around to watch the Detective in action. As he opened the investigation kit, they were all surprised to see

[Yammer Dan]

the fingerprint powder was the same Blue as

[cowpuc]

as the color of the Blue 1st Gen now displayed boldly on Freebirds chest. The Detective dusted the Hot Dog area for prints with the Blue dust but found no prints. He then pulled another package out of his kit that had these letters stamped in the top of it - I.M.F.H.D.A. (Impossible Mission Force Hot Dog Analyzer). The crowd watched as the Detective removed a simple napkin from the package, placed it around his neck and began professionally testing the Hot Dog by

[Yammer Dan]

downing it in two bites. He then strolled over to the "Blue Beast" popped open the trunk and tossed several more pack of Hot Dog Fixins on the table. With this job taken care of

[cowpuc]

the Detective announced that it would probably be a good idea for anyone that wanted to go to the airport and wave bye - bye to Freebird and Eileen as they flew off to explore Paris to head that way. He pulled the Blue 1st Gen forward and turned on his police lights. The masses formed a two by two line behind the Detectives bike and then they all

[Yammer Dan]

rolled past the pond and onto the road with the Pond Monster slipping out and

[cowpuc]

and trying to catch itself a Yamaha Venture.. Peeking back in his rear view, the Detective could see that the slower 2nd Gens were having a hard time getting past the slimy Pond Monster so he motioned for the bikes following him to continue their forward trek toward the Airport while he swung the gorgeous Blue 1st Gen around and headed back to

[Yammer Dan]

remind the pond Monster that his 1st Gen was behind a tree and he had promised to quit picking on the 2nd Gens

[cowpuc]

which caused the monster to slither back into the pond from whence he came. The Detective twisted the happy grip on ol Blue and soon found himself back at the front of the pack leading them to

[Yammer Dan]

he had no idea where but the front wheel was going round and round

[cowpuc]

and it appeared it was headed toward the Airport that Don and Eileen would be departing from. Security was tight when the massive gathering pulled into the airport. The Detective flashed his badge to the guards at the gate and was able to clear the group until a varmint named Raggy started to pass. The guards signaled him to pull to the side and they began to

[Yammer Dan]

pull on search gloves and started towards Raggy's scoot when the Detective rolled back to the gate and

[cowpuc]

quickly flashed his official G-Man U.S. Marshall shiny badge at the guards and told them that Raggy and his motorcycle had been scrutinized several times by guards at the US Custom's office not to long ago and that he would vouch for Raggy's harmlessness. The guards looked at the badge, looked back the smiling Raggy, shrugged their shoulders and motioned him thru. The two of them parked by the other bikes gathered in front of the airport terminal and walked inside just in time to see Freebird and Eileen waving to

[Yammer Dan]

each other as the bird boarded the Big Bird. Now wait just a minute this

[cowpuc]

luggage is all sticky the Bird says to Eileen. He opens the carry on suitcase he had been carrying in the back of the truck and finds two melted containers of

[Yammer Dan]

Rocky Road and a Hot Dog. Eileen looks at him and says "You know I hate Airplane Food almost as much as

[cowpuc]

I hate flying over the ocean in one of these little 4 seater, twin engined Piper Cub's". The Bird told her he knew exactly how she felt as he hoped the 1st Class tickets for the flight to Paris in the little Cub included some really good Hot Dog's and Rocky Road ice cream for dinner this time because he had to leave his unfinished dinner setting on the table back at the VR party. A stewardess with a crooked nose and horn rim glasses crawled into the passenger seat beside the Pilot and closed her door. The Pilot, who looked vaguely familiar to the lovely couple, leaned back and announced "This is Captain FlyinFool speaking, please turn off all cell phones, fasten your seat belts, cross your fingers and hold your breath - we will be

[Yammer Dan]

flying at about 6 ft or so if we can get up that high!! Please refain from putting too many fishing lines out the windows!! Snagging in the trees is not nice. When we arrive at our destination or wherever we get to

[cowpuc]

please feel free to take a complementary copy of "Speaking French" found under your seats. FlyinFool Express Inc. would like to thank you for choosing our Airline." Ocean waves skimmed the tires on the little Cub as it fought with all it's might to gain airspeed. The Bird was fairly impressed with the thrust that the twin 20 Horse Tractor motors mounted on the wings of the aircraft produced because he was