Dragon Rider

The other day I saw a sticker on someone’s car that said, “My other ride is a dragon”, which got me thinking about how lucky they must be. I didn’t even realise that dragons were real, let alone that you could own them like cars. I’m not really sure why they were driving at all. If I had a dragon I would be selling my car straight away. You wouldn’t ever need to find an auto mechanic close by, because you’ve got a two-tonne beast that can fly you wherever you want and doesn’t need repairs. No more petrol costs! All you need is to find enough cows for it to eat.

Personally, I’m much more interested in dragons than I am in cars. All other guys are into cars, and most of the time I don’t know what they’re talking about. Can’t we, instead, have a long discussion about the best kind of breath attack that a dragon can have? Lightning or acid? Perhaps instead we can talk about the average wingspan of a dragon, or the sharpness of their claws. Or we can look at a top ten list of the wealthiest dragons in the world.

The more I think about it, the surer I become that I want a dragon instead of a car. Does anybody know where I can get one? I’d like a blue dragon, but I’ll take any. It must come with a skyworthy certificate. I can’t find any dragons online, though. I’m worried that I might just have to settle for getting some excellent car suspension service and pretend I have a dragon. At least it would be something. I’d really appreciate it if my loyal readers could suggest dragon dealerships. Actually, now that I think about it, they might be more like horses. Do I have to go to a dragon ranch and tame one myself? If that’s the case, I’ll need to do some homework. Time to go to the shops and buy a copy of Why to Tame a Winged Beast.