Friday Night Rants?

[old slider]

...fuck off with your conversation...rants, rant or at least some kind of massive, whinge yer cunts...or fuck off somewhere else...dickheads...

Putting a cattle tick under your foreskin will give you a schlong that looks like a babies arm with an apple in its hand, it itches like a bastard but it might put a smile on you and your missus face, you grumpy cunt.

[Dadpole]

Putting a cattle tick under your foreskin will give you a schlong that looks like a babies arm with an apple in its hand.

And you know this how?

[old slider]

And you know this how?

I know the bloke who helped me recover the Sambar from the pine forest that had cattle grazing in it.


But most importantly the wife of the bloke I know asked me if I was going to shoot another, .... she told me why when I asked.

edit: Listen its Saturday, we better not discuss this on Fridays rants.

[98tls]

Evening cunts been awhile,just read through pages of tripe so good to see nothings changed Dragged the old TL outta the shed this morning and went up the Valley and over the Lindis,plenty of bikes out n about which was good to see.1st outing on the old girl for quite awhile,stale gas and fuck all rubber pressure until i got to Omarama but once sorted all good.

[98tls]

There seems to be something happening when blokes get together, I think having bikes just adds to it, lol.

Ya think? Tis all good until the 3rd pub then downhill rapidly,ignored my own advice today and went on a "ride for a worthy cause blah blah blah" with a group of recently born again fuck ups and sure enough things got exciting after the 3rd pint and ended up having to make room for one said fuck up on a "Sporty' to save him from being a grill badge.Gave it away in the end and went motorcycling.

[Coldrider]

I am moving back to the South Island, and you SI cunts are going to be sorry you never met me, and if you did meet me you are are going to be even sorry-er, if there is such a word.

[scumdog]

I am moving back to the South Island, and you SI cunts are going to be sorry you never met me, and if you did meet me you are are going to be even sorry-er, if there is such a word.

Fuck off Tinkerbell, we ain't scared!

[husaberg]

Fuck off Tinkerbell, we ain't scared!

Speak for yourself scummy this islands getting so bloody crowded, i had to wait at an intersection the other day

[Woodman]

Speak for yourself scummy this islands getting so bloody crowded, i had to wait at an intersection the other day

Yeah those new fangled horse and carts aren't always as fast as they look.

[husaberg]

Yeah those new fangled horse and carts aren't always as fast as they look.

Incontinent as well.

[Coldrider]

You could do your shopping at Hokitika, they haven't got traffic lights, or much else except glass blowing.

[Coldrider]

Fuck off Tinkerbell, we ain't scared!

Don't let your mother put your comfort blanket in the wash, they are never the same after that.

[Coldrider]

Incontinent as well.

Boundary riders probably drinking pint bottles of expired DB Westbrew.

[husaberg]

You could do your shopping at Hokitika, they haven't got traffic lights, or much else except glass blowing.

industry.... sounds like the big city to me.

[Madness]

Two primary schools but...