Uno, dos, tres…

 I was stopped at a red light watching traffic go by, and I spotted two bikers careening down the highway.  Their engines were roaring like a lion being forced to maintain a vegan diet.  Clamoring for attention the bikers revved their Harley’s, obnoxiously, for all of humanity to see, two morons, in full admiration of their own stupidity.

These weren’t just your average morons, however, as I think I was the only one aware of their perverse peculiarity.  No something wasn’t right about these guys.  There was something quite strange to perceive.

I saw two grinning skeletons upright on two skeletal steeds.  I might be wrong, and i might be right, but what I saw disturbed my night.