Attack of the Harley Davidson

It was a beautiful Labor Day night. We were engaging in a lazy FHE...UNO! The game was going great. Graham had got out first and was feeling really proud of himself, when all of the sudden the house was attack by something I thought was a home invasion. Darren ran outside to "protect" the family but was taking too long to come back to "save" us. So we went out to find him and instead found the neighborhood in our yard and a Harley laying on the porch. We got lucky. The damage was very minimal, just some scraches and chippped paint, and my family was safe! There's always something exciting here at the Lovin Pad!