Coming up on the dreaded one year anniversary that Mike would like to forget about, but can’t.

Well here it is my BTR friends, June 2020. Coming up on the dreaded one year anniversary that Mike would like to forget about, but can’t.June 23rd, a beautiful Sunday afternoon bike ride down the Bayway was turned upside down when a distracted driver cut Mike off and almost took us out of existence. Instead a small tree in the median did the dirty work. The 2009 Fat Bird 2 was only flying for a short period of time compared to his original scoot, a 1996 FLSTF, better known to many as the original Fat Bird.Its demise happened during the Leesburg Bikefest. Mike parked on Main Street and in the middle of a thousand bikes. He left it there to go watch Queensryche play.Coming back after the show, he found it on its side with a police report sticking out the tank. Seems a 27 year old gentleman, (using the term loosely) on a rice rocket decided to do a burnout, and lost it. Plowing into the scoot and four others, totaling two on the spot. Unfortunately the idiot on the Yamaha had no insurance or a pot to piss in. Luckily for Mike, he did have so-so coverage through Progressive. After haggling with Flo, they paid him just enough to replace the machine. Lost was the money spent on the paint scheme and the
many chrome doodads he had installed making it the original Fat Bird.
Fast forward to September 2017 and Mike finding a beautiful 09 with only 13,000 miles on it. Craig,owner of CraigPaintsBikes.com stepped up to the plate and wanted to help Mike put the Fat Bird 2 under my wings. Then, Mark and Dana at Gotta Havit insurance set him up with the right policy to cover him and the scoot for full replacement if it ever happened again. If you ride anything,they can cover it. They are true professionals and friends in the business. Check them out when you need coverage. They are honest and will tell you if they can do better than your current policy or direct you to a company that might.

Here we are today, the Fat Bird 3 will be done and unveiled sometime this summer. Craig has been working hard with Mike and Flo getting the pieces needed and revamping the paint scheme one more time in my honor. Unfortunately, Mike’s body hasn’t fully recovered from the previous dilemma. Actually, a few months ago during his rehab, he had a small setback, damaging his MCL.(Medial Collateral Ligament) That’s the ligament on the inside of the knee that holds the tibia to his femur that was broken in the accident. Good news is that it doesn’t require surgery, bad news is he had to be fitted with a knee brace and must wear it for at least two more months, then restart therapy. If it wasn’t for bad luck he’d have no luck at all. Mike
chatters, “Yes my feathered friend, seems like Lady Luck jumped off me and hitched a ride with someone else. Now I’m in double jeopardy. One,I can’t go to work and two, I can’t really go out. So I’ve been wandering around the house saying the craziest things.” Spyke cackles, ‘I think you’re going nuts from being in this double lock down! Actually, I’ve just heard your conversation about this with the microwave and toaster. They both agreed that things are getting a little heated. You didn’t say a word to the washing machine as she puts a different spin on everything. You certainly didn’t mention it to the freezer as he is acting frigid. The vacuum was very unsympathetic. She told you to just suck it up, but the fan was more optimistic and hoped it would all blow over soon! The toilet looked a bit flushed when you asked for its opinion. It didn’t say anything, but sure gurgled a lot.

The bedroom door knob told you to get a grip. The front door said you were unhinged and the curtains told you to pull back and see the light. In the end, the iron straightened your ass right out as she said everything will be fine, no situation is too pressing.

Now I see a weird look in your eye that I haven’t seen in awhile. It makes me wonder what you’re up to next. Mike babbles, “Well Spyke, between the accident and this pandemic, I am almost financially crushed. In order to offset the cost of your bird seed, my food, bills, and the mortgage, I’m in dire need to make money somehow. So, I’m proud to announce that I’ve decided to sell adult toys! I just hope no one is too embarrassed to ask about them. I have all kinds, styles, and sizes to fit everyone’s needs. I am very willing and able to demonstrate any items for my customers. Please contact me on Facebook and ask for your free demo today! Your privacy and discretion is of my utmost concern.

Here is a small list of the items that are available. Most are still in the original packaging or have been barely used.

Walkers, Canes, Wheelchairs, Oxygen Tanks, Disposable Diapers,Teeth Glue, Bath Benches and Blood Pressure Cuffs I do make house calls so we can do it at your place or mine!”

I put one wing over my head and squawk, ‘Dude, what marbles you had left are now rolling around on the floor laughing at you hysterically. We need some wind therapy. Get my wings in the truck, your knees under the dash, and its wheels rolling over the bridge to see Craig and check on the Fat Bird 3. SPYKE