Motorbikes, side-cars, and a passing wave to the common bunny

When the time comes, I will do my mid-life crisis backwards.

Instead of striving to be younger, I will revel in my old age to come.

I will ride around the countryside in a side-car, with a satin scarf tied around my head, and my wrinkled, behatted man a beacon of smiles beside me.

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