Im not leaving bed for anything less than a destroyer. If you want me to dress fancy, dust off a battleship.

And that joke is why your girlfriend is now pregnant

Not nearly as bad as the lady who briefly worked in my office. She had a ton of Harley-Davidson accessories. Literally the first thing she told us was that she and her husband love the brand and riding motorcycles. I asked how many Harleys they had. The answer? Zero, but they hoped to buy one someday.

They made "hoping to own something" their whole personality.

Fun fact, for decades Harley has made more selling their clothes to wannabes than selling their shit bikes to dentists with a midlife crisis

To be fair, it's not just an American thing. Plenty of beemer bros in Europe.