Little Old Uncle

Yesterday, on my way in to work, I was caught in some unusually slow-going traffic along a stretch of the journey that would otherwise be smooth flowing. I wondered why, and then noticed after a while that there was this little old man, on a teeny-weeny motorbike, riding along slowly right in the middle of the fast lane on the highway.

Cars were starting to get backed up like crazy, but did he care? No!

People were overtaking from the left and cutting back in right in front of him, but did he care? No!

Drivers were horning at him, but did he care? No!

He just rode along *putt putt putt*, back straight, head up, facing forward while the rest of the world got our knickers in a tangle! I'll bet he must have had an ipod somewhere there blasting away "...I've got one hand in my pocket and the other one's giving a high five!”

There’s a moral to this story somewhere. I just know it. But it’s Bimbo Friday so I’ll be damned if I can figure it out right now! Hahahaha….

Happy Weekend Everyone.