Does this exist? Where does a law abiding, employed, young couple seek out the dollars needed to buy into the American Dream these days? I put this out there to all the mind bikers out there because the best options I've come up with so far are prostitution and gambling. Both fine past times can be accomplished in the great state of Nevada, might I add. So is the bigger question who would earn the higher prostitute payday, David or me? On the one hand you have a fine, virile example of manhood, but on the other you have a witty, spit fire perhaps better suited for stand up comedy than lay down debauchery. Come on my fleet of fearless mind bikers come up with some ideas.
For those of you who don't know we live in 604 square feet. For that reason our actual bicycles had to be moved to the welcoming basement of a kindly friend. We are now reliant exclusively on our mind bikes, and lately mine has had a big ole flat tire. Inspriation, where art thou? Come find me, I'm the red head with the hacking cough and the cocktail.
