From the basement she called to me. So I went to her.
"Why are you leaving me?"
I'm not leaving you. I just needed some time to think.
"But in your last post you talked about another bike. One that has things that I can't give you like gears, and rear suspension. You even had a picture of her. She's prettier than I am".
Well I don't know about all that. I was just thinking. We never did anything. It's not like I brought her home.
"Don't I take care of you? Why would you want another?"
Yes! You've always treated me better than any other bike I've ever had.
"Even better than the Rig?"
Now, that's not fair...I still have feelings for the Rig and you know that. The Rig and I were together long before I even met you...
"Will you talk about me on the blog again? That makes me feel special".
You are special, Mable. And you always will be. Tell you what, I'll put a picture of you and I together on the blog. How's that?
"I'd like that".