YOU KNOW YOU’RE A BIKER WHEN …
You ever bought saddlebags so you can carry more beer.
Your girl follows you to the party in a car so you can take more beer.
Your best friends are named after animals.
Your best shoes have steel toes.
You have motorcycle parts in the dishwasher.
Your idea of jewelry is chains and barbwire.
You can tell what kind of bugs they are by the taste of them.
You’re only sunburned on the back of your hands.
You carry around a crushed beer can in the case of soft tar when you park
the bike.
You carry a picture of your bike in your wallet.
Any day you ride is a good day.
Your other vehicle is a truck with motorcycle ramps in it.
Your three-piece suit are Chaps, Leather Vests and a Leather Jacket.
You don’t think its a good party till someone rides his or her bike in and
does doughnuts in the living room.
You wake up next to your girl and your first thought is if your bike will
start.
Your kids learn to ride on the back of your bike before they can walk.
Your garage has more square footage than your house.
Your coffee table collapses from the weight of motorcycle magazines on it.
You throw a party and more bikes show up than cars.
Your kids take a motorcycle chain to Show and Tell.
All your ashtrays are pistons from your last engine rebuild.
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