The roadie would say “oi, why don’t you love me anymore, you don’t ride me, you’ve left me clean and sparkling hanging up for 8mths now… I’m thinking of getting a divorce”
The CXer would say “hello dirty bouy, fancy a bit of dusty/muddy action? Or are we going to run away together on that 5day NCN route bash you’ve promised me??”
Fixie – Am I only allowed to go out in the rain? And why do I only go from home to Birmingham?
MTB – Hi, hello there, can you hear me? Is there anybody out there?
Road bike #1 – Does it ever rain? Do you always ride this fast? I’m your favourite aren’t I?
Road bike #2 – You know I’m your oldest friend right? So why don’t we hang out any more?
Cargo bike – A weeks worth of shopping? is that all you’ve got? I’m so much stronger than that!
Just stays quiet, then when I take it out (whichever bike, it matters little), just before I hoik a leg over, lets out a resigned sigh of disappointment. A bit like a jaded partner, in a marriage they want out of but the other half is really smitten, just before the weekly furious, but ultimately joyless sex.
One day I’ll be good/fast/fit enough to give them an earth shattering ride that will leave them speechless
XC Race bike – COME ON WE NEED TO GO FASTER! SPRINT SPRINT SPRINT!
XC/Enduro/Fun bike – yo man you know you could like jump me every so often… i mean I won’t mind.
Road bike 1 – That was fast… I mean I could have gone faster just saying
Road bike 2 – I ho I ho its off to work we go… wait why are you riding the long way again… you should really ride the others more than me, I am the cheapest and heaviest out of the lot.