Mike H had a BBQ at his house. You probably don't remember it because you didn't show up. I know because I did. It was ghetto-fabulous. You really should have been there. He really likes talking about it. Just ask him next time you see him or email him. It's fun to watch the veins on his forehead bulge out.

Hmmm. I don't think that will supply much shade.	And what the hell did you do with the guy who was strapped into it?
The shop. This was way back when Mike only had 6 scooters. Now he has 8.	The smile says it all - "Screw everyone that didn't come!"