I will be there to get pissed.
The only solace is what is waiting for me on the other side of the repaired ankle - can't wait
Whorem Fore
I will be there to get pissed.
The only solace is what is waiting for me on the other side of the repaired ankle - can't wait
on the up
Good on yer mate.Originally Posted by wkid_one
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.
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Good luck with the surgery wkid_one. See you on Saturday night.
Being frustrated is disagreeable.
But the real disasters in life begin when you get what you want.
Whorem Fore
PS - can someone pick me up and take me there - from there I will be sweet!
Have a missus coming - but she no drinky no drivey (bloody useless really - why do I keep her on? Oh THAT'S right)
Easy Biker
What is she good at cooking and ironing?
Cheers
Merv
on the up
It's fine wkid. She'll fit in well with a number of the other partners...
I know my missus isn't drinking at all at the moment.
Just as well - every thing else seems to make Gini want toat the moment...
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.
Whorem Fore
Well fuck me if they weren't kidding when they said it would hurt once the nerve block wore off!!!
Ouch!
Tearing Choppa a new A'Hole
Where's the surgery pics?!
Vote David Bain for MNZ president
Whorem Fore
All I can post is a picture of my ankle in a cast sorry - nothing more!
on the up
Yup. I remember that one. I was walking up and down the corridors when I got my knee done.
Then the nerve block wore off and I turned into the world's biggest softcock.
Only lasts about a week though...
Try voltaren. It sometimes helps. And anything with codeine in it.
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.
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