Rogue Light

That's a whole lot of leather and flames, sonny. Let me guess...you're a roughneck, aren't ya? A real outlaw, aren't ya? What is that you're riding? Is that some sort of missle? Is that some sorta rocket launcher?

Remember when this used to mean something - when guys that road motorcycles were actually intimidating? I imagine there still exists a small percentage of biker gangs that run the violent route. You know, the ones that will punch you in the fucking mouth simply for being within arms reach. Doesn't matter - the modern day outlaw biker still feels softer than the original.

And then there's this guy. Married father of four and SPRINT middle management? Gastroenterologist? Grade school science teacher?