The ironic part was, obviously, in and around this town, all I saw this day was Iron Horses ...
Motorcycles were scared to come out (on this) today. Too hot for those big sexy stocked twins I suspect.
"I do declare. I think I am suffering from a case of the vapors my sweet virgin La'quesha."
"Oh Mr. Finklemoore, you do flatter me so... (wink wink)"