Conquiztador
23rd August 2007, 22:40
An old biker is out riding his immaculate BSA 650cc Lightning on a sunny Sunday. As he comes around the corner he sees a patched biker in dirty ripped jeans on his knees on the side of the road working on his Triumph ratbike.
The old biker, being a caring sort of guy, stops his BSA, turns off the ignition and says: "Can I be of some assistance?"
The rat bike owner only grunts as an answer.
The old biker tries again: "Maybe I can help you with some tools?"
"Yeah" says the guy with his back to the old biker. "U have a spanner?"
The old biker smiles and says: "But ofcourse!. What do you need? I have a full set of metric ones, also imperial ones. And I have adjustable ones, more commonly known as a Cresent"
"Dosn't matter," says the patched guy. "Any will do, I just need to use it as a hammer"
The old biker, being a caring sort of guy, stops his BSA, turns off the ignition and says: "Can I be of some assistance?"
The rat bike owner only grunts as an answer.
The old biker tries again: "Maybe I can help you with some tools?"
"Yeah" says the guy with his back to the old biker. "U have a spanner?"
The old biker smiles and says: "But ofcourse!. What do you need? I have a full set of metric ones, also imperial ones. And I have adjustable ones, more commonly known as a Cresent"
"Dosn't matter," says the patched guy. "Any will do, I just need to use it as a hammer"