I was nearly flogged for the crime of mopery while visiting me ma' and pa'. Luckily I had my trusty yo-yo with me and was able to convince the local lawmen that I was NOT wandering without purpose. I was practicing my freestyle yo-yo'ing. And after busting out some "swingsets" and "walking the dog" I was released.
I was riding my bike up the path in Arlington when I had a sudden urge to..you know..take my clothes off. Not just remove them and run through the forest, mind you. But to disrobe and be seen. I rode my bike off the path and ditched it behind some bushes and proceeded to peal myself from the spandex. I squatted there waiting...when to my enjoyment another path user came strolling along with a dog. I deliberated, fearing what the dog may do and quickly jumped into their path, naked. The dogged cocked his head, the man said "hello," and they walked along. I was sorely disappointed and shrugged and put my clothes back on to ride away. As I continued up the path it began to rain and thought to myself, "why was that man wearing dark sunglasses on such a cloudy day?"
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I was nearly flogged for the crime of mopery while visiting me ma' and pa'. Luckily I had my trusty yo-yo with me and was able to convince the local lawmen that I was NOT wandering without purpose. I was practicing my freestyle yo-yo'ing. And after busting out some "swingsets" and "walking the dog" I was released.
Always. Carry. A yo-yo.
Mopery is much more sinister than an outlaw yo-yo'er.
I was riding my bike up the path in Arlington when I had a sudden urge to..you know..take my clothes off. Not just remove them and run through the forest, mind you. But to disrobe and be seen. I rode my bike off the path and ditched it behind some bushes and proceeded to peal myself from the spandex. I squatted there waiting...when to my enjoyment another path user came strolling along with a dog. I deliberated, fearing what the dog may do and quickly jumped into their path, naked. The dogged cocked his head, the man said "hello," and they walked along. I was sorely disappointed and shrugged and put my clothes back on to ride away. As I continued up the path it began to rain and thought to myself, "why was that man wearing dark sunglasses on such a cloudy day?"
Mopery - a violation of a minor or imaginary law or rule
I'm surely guilty of that.
Yes, the Breck cops in their fancy cop cars were looking for a perp on a IF 29er for mopery.
how did you get those photos of my basement
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