There is a fellow I have known and even shared quarters with once in life named Motorcycle Mike. Mike was a really neat fellow but I admit, he missed out on our daily brunch meals. Motorcycle Mike liked to ride his big red motorcycle and he one day moved to Nevada to start a bagel making business. Mike's bagels were funny in that they had a square finish to them and that they really floated on top of the oil in the pan. I think Mike was intelligent but his motorcycle really needed a tune up. It made a little bit too much noise and it was really wobbly on the open road. Mike was originally from the Hills in Mars and he liked the Hills where ever he went. That was good, I thought. Mike really liked to live an enjoyable lifestyle and he was always friendly when we met.
So if you see Mike today, don't eat too many of his bagels but make sure you put some cream cheese and onions on the bagel or else it really wont be a good one. Thanks!
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