When I was a kid I wanted to be a motorcycle — Fortunately, my parents vetoed getting dual exhausts installed on me.
Thanks for my first (and probably only) laugh of the day - that was a really good one!
My friend wanted to be a pig when she grew up. Our friend’s son wanted to be a woodpecker. Parents treated them like humans and they’ve adjusted to the species to which they were born.
“Bob, do you want a pickle?”
“I don’t want a pickle. I just want to be a motorsickle!”
“We’re dying Easter eggs if you’re interested.”
“I don’t want to dye. I just want to be a motorcy-—cle.”