Two guys walk into a bar
My wife and I were sitting in Ray's restraunt and bar in Seward Alaska and two guys walk in wearing dual sport clothing. The helmets match the leathers and the boots (and their typical BMW'r style) so I tell my wife that their undoubtedly riding BMW dual-sports. We walk outside and sure enough there's an 850 and 1200 completely decked out. My wife tells me how she's amazed that I can figure that out.
Later, I see a guy (who I noticed earlier was riding a black KLR-650) walk into a bakery with no riding clothes on other than some non-descript boots. I tell my wife "you can tell by his boots he's riding a KLR, he's in his late 30's so it's probably black." We walk outside and sure as heck, I'm right.
She thinks I'm pretty smart, I think I gotta get her to play strip poker with me.
"My KLR belongs to God, when he wants it clean he washes it."