a motorcycle is a tool for learning. Sometimes a bike gets bent. We just straighten it out and carry on learning
a motorcycle is a tool for learning. Sometimes a bike gets bent. We just straighten it out and carry on learning
To see a life newly created.To watch it grow and prosper. Isn't that the greatest gift a human being can be given?
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i came out of St. Lukes mall one day and these Islander ' kids' ( 16-17 or so) were gathered around my bike .. one big bastard was sitting on her and twisting the throttle
i said 'hey man .. nice bike..'
'oh.. its not mine bro'
' yea ,,, i know .. its mine .. care to remove your big ass from my seat??'
very apologetic young man after that ..
i have had other people gawking .. had a 10 year or so old kid just drooling on it one day .. i walked up behind him and ( i think i startled him a bit .) said hi.. he looked scared shitless for a second until i offered to let him have a seat on her ..his face lit up like the Harbor Bridge
his dad came out of the shop and we got talking .. he said he always wanted a bike but just never got one ..
his son will have one when he grows up though .. guaranteed
situational responses man ..
In space, no one can smell your fart.
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Grass wedges its way between the closest blocks of marble and it brings them down. This power of feeble life which can creep in anywhere is greater than that of the mighty behind their cannons....... - Honore de Balzac
I'd make it hurt by giving them both inches.
The saying if it aint yours, dont touch it rings true.
What is it with people? I was standing next to my bike outside a dealer in Lower Hutt. Just in front of me there was this guy with his bike ticking over while he was putting his gear on. Stone me, this random punter walks up, and after a few seconds or so of checking this chaps bike out, grabs the throttle and revs the hell out of it.
To be fair, the guy was pretty restrained and from what I could make of it, told him not to do that again.
I'm love my bike and it cost me a shed load of money, if someone did that to my bike, i'd be up the F*ing wall about it. Smacking someone over the head with my helmet, whilst in theory sounds great, the idea of being locked up for protecting my property by some pig doesn't.
If someone did that to my bike I'd probably get a hard on and say "FUCK YEAH BRO, SOUNDS GOOD EH? .... PARDON, WHAT?, SPEAK UP, I CAN'T HEAR YOU"
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I let anyone jump on my bike. Mainly becuase its shit. But if somone I didnt know was moving it or somthing i'd (depending on how bad it was) tell them not to do it. IF they do it again i'd yell real loud at them untill the run away - just like sarge runs away scared from me becuase IM THA MAN.
Then I could get a Kb Tshirt, move to Timaru and become a full time crossdressing faggot
I have had numerous people f**k with my bike...
I had my dear ginny stolen, got it back, fixed it up and promptly got it stolen again. This time didn't manage to ever get it fixed... I thought i knew who did it but didn't have any proof so couldn't really do anything about it.
Then i was working at placemakers over summer and i parked my bike up outside while i was working. One afternoon the gatehouse guy comes in and said: 'Hey there were some guys messing round with your bike about an hour ago...' I got so f**ked off and went out but they were long gone... I definately woulda given them a piece of my fist if i caught them.
I just couldn't believe that the sorry sack of s**t gate guy just sat and watched them do it...
Luckily they only nicked off with my rear dust cap off my wheel...
But still...
I saw red... and i am a very mellow guy.
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