You have to wonder how much ass Evel got in his lifetime.  With his profession he must have had soooooo many women.  Just imagine trying going to a bar with Evel and picking up chicks.  So there you are at the bar, and the bar is just filled with aardvarks. I mean it’s slim pickings… and then suddenly there is ONE hot chick.  It’s between you and Evel.  You start with some small talk, at first you are neck to neck with Evel on picking this chick up.  Then Evel can’t compete with you… you are just charming like never before and this chick is all over you.

Then it happens.  The chick says “what’s the most exciting thing you’ve ever done?”  You freeze… HOLY SH#T… she did not just ask that.  YOU ARE SCREWED… but you have to say something.  Nervous, you blurt out “I rode the Batman ride at Great Adventure”.  Evel puts his beer down and just smirks.  Then he puts the stake through your heart by saying “well the other week jumped the f#cking Grand Canyon on my motorcycle”.

So we know the end of this story…Evel drives off with the chick and you are sent home to rub one out.  In any case… farewell Evel.  Glad I never had to go bar hopping with you.

http://tinyurl.com/2jq2u6