Daytona Bike Week 2008
Main Street in Daytona Beach is always quite an interesting mix of spectators, vendors and Tasty McHottie bartenders. We've long speculated that many are off-duty strippers or at least know the name of the game, drawn to Daytona from Tampa and
Orlando for the lure of easy money from old horndogs. They were all very nice this year and full of smiles... maybe because of the reduced attendance, they were working harder for their dollar tips? Greg finally found himself a
woman... too bad she was plastic. Ha! Dig the hayabusa trike! How do they turn that thing?
After Greg got his annual hair cut at the infamous Main Street Barber Shop, we were lured up to a 2nd floor club by a siren standing on a balcony who promised free beer. Uh oh. Despite my urging to make a quick retreat, Greg was determined to get his free beer... so we had to stand there and listen to a time share sales pitch while Greg killed beers as fast as he could. Too funny. Needless to say, we didn't sign up.
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