Great story Paul
Had me grinning the whole way through![]()
Great story Paul
Had me grinning the whole way through![]()
Excellent story Paul. Shit life can be cruel sometimes.
it's not a bad thing till you throw a KLR into the mix.
those cheap ass bitches can do anything with ductape.
(PostalDave on ADVrider)
Cheers for that Paul.
Brilliant.
That all sounded familiar,must of been the British bikes and the posing...cept for the girls....smart creatues really,they can spot a complete arsehole a mile away.I never stood a chance - you must of been a handsome devil eh?
In and out of jobs, running free
Waging war with society
Great read Paul.
So your telling me that if I have an old dunga bike, and hang out with mates on flaher bikes, who show off all the time means that I'm going to get all the ladies??![]()
Speed limits are just a suggestion, like pants.
Motu, what's this thing with the words from "Wolverton Mountain" at the bottom of you messages?Originally Posted by Motu
Winding up drongos, foil hat wearers and over sensitive KBers for over 14,000 posts...........![]()
" Life is not a rehearsal, it's as happy or miserable as you want to make it"
that was so well written and really enjoyable, I can totally relate, even though I'm a mere female, I hate being pillion and therefore simply have to have my own bike.Originally Posted by Paul in NZ
Riding pillion scares the crap out of me,only do it if I have to.Always seems to me that whoever I`m on the back of goes too fast,brakes too late,leans over too far when in reality it`s people I`ve ridden with and they`re careful,safe riders.I think it`s the "not being in control" bit that bothers me.Originally Posted by toads
Yup!Originally Posted by Wonko
And the added bonus is that if you ever beat them up a hill you can really rub it in, "Jeeze I beat you on that old pile of crap", if you loose you always say, "well wadda ya expect?"
heh heh
Paul N
never pick fights with old guys, they are sneaky and you might loose embarassingly, if you win you beat up an old guy
I don't mind not being in control... I just don't like others being in control...Originally Posted by moko
Read the novel, really enjoyed it.....it left me wanting
to read more.
Great read - thanks for sharing that with us Paul!![]()
Being frustrated is disagreeable.
But the real disasters in life begin when you get what you want.
Great stuff Paul, your usual good standard. Let the G/f have a read and when she had finished she wanted to know when the next instalment is, cracked her up something wicked.She thought it a hell of a hoot. I said "Wait till you meet him!"![]()
Yep and like riding us old-timers know all the tricks,like you put your hands up and say "Hey mate,I dont want any trouble",then when they turn their back towards you ready to strut off with a big shit-eating grin THAT`S when you hit the bastards but friggin hard..........and as for that shit about not hitting a man when he`s down,well fine if you want the bastard to get up again and you fancy your chances against someone not only younger and fitter but bloody annoyed as well.Young guys use their fists and feet first,older guys use their brains,young guys tend to threaten,older hands dont see any advantage in giving prior warning.Young guys react straight away,an older guy will weigh things up and wait until there`s least chance of himself coming second even if that takes a while.Guy gave me some hassle many years ago,I later saw him with a cast on his broken wrist,what better time to give him matching ribs?Originally Posted by Paul in NZ
not many people can their memories down in tyoe as well as that. great story.
we were at a rally some years back in oxfordshire. on the friday night a girl got up on stage and did a belting rendition of Zombie (cranberries), slim, pert, long blonde hair, a real stunner and man what a voice. next morning, once the hangover had cleared enough, there was a run out to a pub in avebury, the village is inside the stone circle there. a couple of times on the way at speeds of around 60-90mph we passed someone on a tricked up suzuki, only to be passed again like were at a standstill. the second time it passed i spotted a long blonde ponytail fluttering from under the back of their helmet. i bet there were few girls sharpening their fingernails and "bitch" being uttered under breath. she was was slim, stunning, could sing the arse off some professionals and rode a bike better than most blokes.
women on bikes as opposed to birds on bikes, weeeell, most don't seem to have the confidence (i have evidence to back it up) but those that do, lads beware, you're in for a challenge.
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