The irony of it
Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 7:40 am
The irony of it:
One day while riding my motorcycle on the way to the Ohio River, I had to slow down for construction on the expressway. Right beside me was a guy in his expensive SUV, with it's air conditioned leather seats and Bose sound system. His wife and 2.3 average kids demanded his full attention. As I rode along beside of him, I couldn't help but think..."but for the grace of god, there go I".
He was looking at me in my leather clad splendor, riding my two wheeled chrome horse with it's saddle bags packed to go who knows where. As the traffic cleared, I picked up speed and left him behind. As I disappeared over the horizon, he thought to himself..."but for the grace of god, there go I".
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One day while riding my motorcycle on the way to the Ohio River, I had to slow down for construction on the expressway. Right beside me was a guy in his expensive SUV, with it's air conditioned leather seats and Bose sound system. His wife and 2.3 average kids demanded his full attention. As I rode along beside of him, I couldn't help but think..."but for the grace of god, there go I".
He was looking at me in my leather clad splendor, riding my two wheeled chrome horse with it's saddle bags packed to go who knows where. As the traffic cleared, I picked up speed and left him behind. As I disappeared over the horizon, he thought to himself..."but for the grace of god, there go I".
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