So, after fireworks, I get the desire to just go out in the country and look at the stars. I go down an old dirt road next to a cornfield and park the bike. I remove my helmet, gloves, etc. and lay back on the bike. I'm nice and comfortable, just enjoying the night air. My stupid cell phone goes off. Fine, I'll check it. I adjust my position to pull the phone out of my pocket and the bike fell over, away from the kickstand. I guess the area the tires was in was lower than the area the kickstand was in.
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I just layed on the ground laughing. It busted the plastic on the front turn signal stalk, and that's it. Too damn funny.