Many happy returns...
Many happy returns...
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Happy birthday to you good Sir.![]()
happy birthday mate
Hoppy Burthda Hitch, hic. Had a Malt waiting for ya but see'n ya not here I had ta drink it for ya![]()
New Zealand......
The Best Place in the World to live if ya Broke
"Whole life balance, Daniel-San" ("Karate Kid")
Kia kaha, kia toa, kia manawanui ( Be strong, be brave, be steadfast and sure)![]()
DON'T RIDE LIKE YA STOLE IT, RIDE TO SURVIVE.
Happy Birdday Hitcher
Hope ya are havin' a good un!!!![]()
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Small and dangerous with a sting in my tail!!
Have a very happy birthday Hitcher, I shall raise a glass to you and toast your good health![]()
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Diarrhoea is hereditary - it runs in your jeans
If my nose was running money, I'd blow it all on you...
Happy Birthday Hitcher!![]()
Happy birthday, keep the English language going!!
And the sage quotes to the illiterate young ones.
Hmm, 50 eh? I remember being 50 once, it was good too!!!
The second half century is a little slower - but SEEMS to go faster!!!
BTW The option to getting older is not a good one eh?
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"
Wow, you're old
Happy Birthday![]()
Happy Birthday Hitcher Sir.
The one day in everyone's year that moderation should be avoided.
Again thank you all for the kind wishes. I am about to sojourn to the proximity of the Malt cellar where I believe a port wood finish Glenmorangie is calling my name. Och aye.
Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
And the town lit up, the world got still
I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings
Coming down is the hardest thing
Well the good ol' days may not return
And the rocks might melt and the sea may burn
Well some say life will beat you down
Break your heart, steal your crown
So I've started out for God knows where
I guess I'll know when I get there
I'm learning to fly, around the clouds
But what goes up must come down.
"Standing on your mother's corpse you told me that you'd wait forever." [Bryan Adams: Summer of 69]
I'll 'ave a 'alf!
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Happy Birthday Hutchor
Tha Jandal: Adding another dimension to "rubber side down"
Jandal [jan-duhl] noun: a mythical entity presiding over bikers
Jandal [jan-duhl] verb: "to jandal" is to involuntarily separate from one's boik.
Jandalled [jan-duhlled] past tense - usage: "bro, I've just gone and jandalled it"
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