That's dangerous... So I took my motorcycle to a party. It's a 2005 cbr 1000rr (sport bike). I was talking with a group and this gravity hoarder pulls in parting the circle with her sweaty bulk. She's a bit shorter than me, wider than she is tall. She busts into the conversation to ask who's bike that is. I say nothing but the fucking Judas to my right wants to see me be awkward so he tells her it's mine. I'm not good in these social situations and my friends know it. Everyone is watching for the train to go off the tracks... It doesn't take long.  " Will you take me for a ride real quick ?" Before I think about it I just respond with the conclusion I reach. "I cannot, it isn't safe for the pillion to weigh so much more than the rider." Her face fucking drops and she leaves. Cute girl I was chatting up calls me an asshole. Friends shouldn't be doing that to me... Lend me some of your tact! Wingman skill level: Brutus oh well no humans hurt.