
Originally Posted by
Finn
I'd head straight for the forest and form a gang of outlaws... I'd go by the name Finn of Sherwood and our MO would be to steal from the hardworking and give to the takers. We would be relentless and stop at nothing until all the noblemen and wealth are driven from the country. The city would crumble, the cobblestones perish. Law and order would be no longer. A desolate land. We'd call our gang... The Labour party.
Yeah but where are you going to find a heartless cruel bitch to lead your labour party? There can't be two of them on the planet. Hang on, can you take our one with you? And her beautiful billboards.
Those Speed Triples are a sweet ride alright. Did it feel much different than the Brutale?
ps- why do Aucklanders need to hose down their bikes when it rains every 11.4 minutes.
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