The Harley Works
Mom Comes to Visit
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Cobrah: Never you mind.  Just business.  Had to look up some friends.
Harley: Yeah, I bet.  Male or female?
Cobrah: As I said, never you mind.  How are the girls?  Busy?
Harley: HeeHee!  You are too much.  Yeap, very busy.  We're getting ready for a convention in PA.

Cobrah: PA?  That's far from Georgia.  Sounds like fun.  Hold on tight now.
Harley: Sheesh Mom, watch those curves.  You scare me.  Wait til the girls see you.  I can't believe it.  Your own bike.  I knew a little of Dad and I would rub off.  
Cobrah: I just didn't know how much fun a bike could be.  Your father always wanted me to have my own.  I was just as pleased being a passenger.  heehee.
Harley: I know.  I miss Dad.  Hey girls.  Look who's here, Mom.  

Veronica: Cobrah, it's so good to see you.  This is great.  Your own bike.
Papoose: I know Mom.  I would have never thought.
Cobrah:
Let's not get too grown Vea.  That's Mom to you too.  This bike opens up a whole new world for me.
Harley: Yeah, I bet.  A world of what?  Hard driving wild men?
Cobrah: Well baby girl, don't put me in a rocker yet.  A lot of good men own bikes.   I still have a lot of zeal.  There is even a Christian sect here in Georgia.  I've always said, church is a good place to meet a man.  

Veronica: Cobrah you are too much.  Somebody take my picture.  I look good up here.

 

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