Biker country

Driving from Cleveland to Bozeman, MT this last spring wasn't exactly the best drive ever, but we had 3 days to do it and so to us, that means it's time to explore a little.  We made the conscious choice not to sleep in South Dakota - this came as a clear choice after seeing all of the billboards in the state, but there were a few things in the region we did want to see.  Now, I'm not going to say that I'm a 'biker', but I do own a motorcycle and I enjoy the hell out of it. So if you own a bike, love to ride it, then there is only one place you think of when you are driving across country.

My bike even dreams of being taken there.

Sturgis

It is the mecca of bikers around the country. A man's man destination of where to go every summer.  Testosterone runs freely like streams in spring, 60 year old men with even older beards and leather jackets sling their testicles over their shoulders to be used as straps by the person riding bitch behind them, most likely a skinny woman with a face like dried leather.  There are constant man hugs, guns being fired, people dressed like skeletons... manly man heaven.  (Just describing this scene makes me feel like randomly flexing my muscles and grunting a little).

So, when E and I were driving, we decided that we needed to stop and see where this man laden land is laid out for future reference.  We pulled off I-90 for gas and found the swag shop; endless amounts of t-shirts and energy drinks, post cards and posters of semi-naked women, shot glasses with skeletons on it... we had found it. We were there.

Apparently, others had realized that there were marketing potentials for the most manly of men and were trying to find a way to capitalize on it.  And thus, in a long semi trailer, we found it.  That line that says you've gone one half step or even a half mile too far...

Beer Lube.

That's right.  For the man who isn't comfortable with being with you how you are, there is a way to trick him into doing the things that he normally wouldn't.  How?  Make the Va-jay-jay smell and taste like his favorite beer product. And, we'll find the creepiest place to sell it.

Now, I know you all think I'm kidding.  How can anyone think that's a winning product?  I know I didn't buy any, but, I'm not a beer drinker.  Now, if they made an energy drink lube... Maybe on the next road trip around this fun country.