My friend's new bike.
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My wife informs me that if I get one then she's going to start dating again to get a head start for when I road-kill myself

My friend, being the awkward b****** that he is, insists on driving it up to my house regularly just to make me jealous.
I guess I'll just have to be content with my
Bandit.