On Friday night I was out on the piss on the Shore with some mates... And we went to 3 different bars/pubs in Browns Bay, which are all crap by the way... and fucking homophobic (reason for us being booted out of one bar)... anyway
At each of the bars, I saw a biker (a different one at each bar, but a biker non-the-less...)
Bar A: Aces... Biker obviously totally off his face, couldn't walk right... watched him stumble around, didn't look like he had any friends in the pub, after we'd been there for about 20 minutes, I head off to the toilet, come back, biker is gone... asked my mate "did you see where the biker went?" and she said, yeah he went home... guy couldn't even walk straight and rode home... hopefully he made it...
Bar B: The Venue Bar... Shit hole of a place... another biker, walking around carrying his helmet and beer, at one stage put his beer in his helmet while doing something... then started swearing and moaning when he obviously forgot the beer was in his helmet and somehow managed to spill the contents in his helmet... *no officer thats not beer you smell... its just my helmet"... after about an hour he leaves the bar and when we leave he's spewing up on the sidewalk... as we are walking to the Brownsy we see him ride past at like 2kph... at least he wasn't speeding![]()
Bar C: The Brownsy... fucking major shit hole of a bar... get harrassed by all the old drunks in the bar... decide to sit outside... get harrassed anyway... I get pissed off with the comments so I walk out to the car park, have a smokeand watch another biker (red & white honda???) sit on his bike... attempt to put his helmet on and literally falls over the back of his bike, gets up swears and moans... attempts to climb back onto bike, digs around in pockets (obviously looking for his keys), can hear him swearing away from other end of carpark... gets off the bike, puts his helmet on his bike, it falls onto the ground and he just walks off (not back to the bar)...
Another biker in the bar, riding a grey bike (honda again I think) is sitting at table across from ours, not very stable on his feet, but not nearly as drunk as the previous 3 bikers we saw... when we leave, he leaves at the same time, walks at a nana's pace to his bike.. hopes on it, and hoons off...
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I'm not a big drinker myself... I get quite happy on 3 pints, and usually stop at that point... but I've never drunk and then got on my bike, which is my own personal choice...
Whats your limit? Surely if you plan to get hard out on the piss you wouldn't take your bike right?
I'm just surprised at how drunk the first 3 bikers were, I didn't recognise them or thier bikes, so not even sure if they are KBer's...
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