Bikers are Dangerous

We were up in Vancouver visiting family for part of the Memorial Day Weekend. On our way home we stopped at a rest area. It was very crowded, and there was a large group of motorcyclists there. D took two of the boys to the bathroom and I asked #1 if he needed to go. He thought I was crazy for asking him and said: I am not going to go someplace where a motorcycle gang is parked!

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Carrot Jello said…
Well duh mom. LOL!
8:01 PM
Daisy said…
I grew up in a motorcycle family -- but a very conservative one. They wouldn't have scared him. :)
7:15 PM
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