Last Saturday night I did something I haven’t done in a freakin’ long time.  My brother finally talked me into going out and playing on 4 wheelers out on the lake during my trip back home for the weekend.  We started the evening out great.  The fruitcake I call a brother flipped the wheeler up on it’s ass, dropping me on the ice first, followed by his big ass on top of me.  His words to me?  “Boy that was a soft landing”.  DAMN YOU!  Well, at least one of us had a soft landing. 

All in all, it was a great time.  It was like the 5th time I’ve learned to drive a manual, but I did pretty good.  The snow and ice is a tad bumpier than I remember, but that’s ok.  It massaged by sore ass from that glorious fall.

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