The Motorcycle

motorcycle“One day, I’m going to buy one of those,” said manfriend, pointing at a motorcycle as we walked home from getting dinner.
“No.” I responded.
“Why not?”
“Why do you want one?”
“Because I think I would enjoy it.”
“But why?”
“I like them. Why not?”
“But why just jump into purchasing them? Why not try it out first?”
“So what, I’d get the license and that would be it? 15 hours of riding a motorcycle and that’s it? What’s the point?”
“Because then you’d be able to ride one in an emergency.”

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