Whilst out the other day on my gleaming softail I developed a cough, no matter how hard I tried it just would not stop, I couldn't concentrate properly "cough cough" every few seconds, I stopped at the pharmacy and bought the best cough medicine I could find; but still I coughed, my tummy was so sore, mt ribs, my throat, but the weather was beautiful and I wanted to ride some more. Ah ha! just around the next corner was a group of bikers, many choppers, low riders etc, some really big (really big) guys, so I thought what the heck, "cough cough, how are you all?" "OK mate" replied the big guy, he musta bin 7 ft tall and nearly as wide! "cough cough" I continued..."Was up mate? that a bad cough you got" "Yes, I just can't get rid of it!" "Ere" said the big fella, "take these"...Now I be a bit concerned been given a pill by these chaps (as nice as they were) so I read the label, "LAXATIVES"???!!!£$% "Why have you given me laxatives "?(cough cough) "I have a cough for god's sake" "Yeh well, take 6 of those mate and you'll be to bloody frightened to cough anymore":26: