Name that Harley!

This story is for all my motorcycling friends. Enjoy.

While walking with L and Spencer around the park, we came across W who, wanting to stop raking leaves for a few minutes, shared this story.

Having lost his way to a new golf course, W stopped in at a ladies' gym to ask directions. The lady at the desk knew exactly what course he was looking for and told him this:

"You're on the right road. Keep going straight until you come to the Suck-Bang-and-Blow, then make a right, it's right past there."

Not sure he heard her right, W repeated the instructions, then asked (trying to keep a straight face, and thinking the worst), "What exactly IS the Suck-Bang-and Blow?"

"Oh," she said, "I guess you're not from around these parts?"

"No," he admitted, "we're Canadian."

"Well," she told him, "the Suck-Bang-and-Blow is the motto of our local Harley Davidson shop."

And sure enough, as W followed her directions, he drove right past a Harley dealership with this huge sign that read "Suck, Bang and Blow."