Why Billy and I Don't Drink Together
Billy and I were sitting in a bar after a long days ride when I noticed two bearded drunken bikers sitting across the room. I looked at Billy and jabbed him in the ribs with my elbow.
"Damn Wooley! What the hell." Billy says
I point across the room at the two drunken bikers. " Hey man, that's us in ten years."
Billy turns to have a look then turns back to me, "That's a mirror you moron!"