Heh, I just take a carpark. Smack bang in the middle.
Heh, I just take a carpark. Smack bang in the middle.
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
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Popping wheelies on sj50's since 2003
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give that man a cigar
At work I've had a couple of bicycle riders think they're smart and move my bike out of the way so they can put their bikes there instead. That pisses me off, because I park it there because I can see it out the windows of the restaurant to make sure it's still there (not that anybody would be able to start it in order to steal it lol, even if they wanted to nick it :P) and it's out of the weather. That happened twice before I hit upon the genius idea of leaving the bike in first gear. The cyclists don't have a clue what all the leavers on the bike are for so that did the trick. I would've come out of the restaurant yelling at them if I'd seen them do it but unfortunately I was only told about it by somebody else.
Pricks.
Although that does remind me of a story my father told me about when he was in school and picked up a Fiat Bambina owned by one of the teachers with a pack of his mates and placed it between two netball poles that were close enough that the teacher couldn't drive it out.
i too have also been know to carry some very cheap w/house padlocks with long shafts, fucking wonderfull when you padlock some cunt's wheel and the only thing they can do is carry their p-bike away, have also caught a cager shifting my bike ,so he could park his car, fucking first time i think he ever saw his bonnet so close up ,![]()
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Im not a violent man, but someone touching/ moving my bike would be testing the limits of my self control.
Several of us were on this subject weeks ago knowing that with summer coming things are only going to get WORSE !
I still reckon the WCC should free up all that wasted space around the side of the main library for scooters only. It has a driveway etc and is safe enough and very central. I see scooters taking up a lot of space around the central city parks. Motorcyclists earned those parks only to see them taken over by the car owners wanting to join the new trend. I even saw one amazingly flash scooter in Newtown last week that was decked out like a Mod Quad with about 6 mirrors up each side. More Chrome than a HD ! Hate to say it but it actually looked real cool. Hell, I might even like to ride it... NAH . Not that far gone.
I had an idea the other day that perhaps they should look at painting lanes in the bike parks to try and encourage proper parking. It might help.
Then came the day when cages were confined to zoos.. and the bipedals ruled the earth again..Tu@ advt # 666 Return of the beasties
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I was working as Art Director for a city Publishing House
knocking out a few glossys and a weekly.
Got on famously with the editor and the journalists and we used
to head into Vulcan Lane for a pint of 'crisp, European style Ale', at the Occidental, after the edition went to bed.
They were a group of pretty straight business reporters and
although a large leather clad biker type was not exactly the look
they encouraged, being the artsy, creative one in the team was a
really cool job and I got away with it handsomely.
One such Friday evening I parked the Tbird just off Queen St in
the pedestrian lane and stopped in for 'just the one'.
I asked the two rather large (but still a fair bit smaller than me at the time) Maori type bouncers to keep an eye on the bike whilst i was
inside - to which they happily agreed.
Not long after blowing the froth off a Stella one of the bouncers
tapped me on the shoulder and said
'there's some bloke messin' with yer bike, eh bro'
'Whaaaaat' I said, gathering up helmet (thinking 'swing' if more
than one) and drawing the assembled journos in my wake as I
parted the crowd en-route to the door.
Now these blokes called me 'rattlesnake' - that was my
nickname - not one i was comfortable with - leather and all - but
'someone is messing with rattlesnake's bike' soon went round
the group as they gathered near the safety of the 'bouncers' in
the lane outside the doors.
Now imagine the scene as 6'5", 160kgs (I've lost 50) of steamed up armored leather and aggression descends down vulcan lane to find this 'Tarquin' in a green sports coat and cream trousers with blondey bimbo
girlfriend sitting astride my thunderbird, wringing the throttle and
going vroom vrooom vrooom.
Assembled gaping workmates filling the background.
Immediately saw the comedy value. Now i'm not a bully, but i know some pretty mean hombres and this 'Tarquin' would find himself hospitalised if he was on one of their bikes - or worse.
I figured I'd be doing him a favor by giving him a taste of what
'could' happen if he tried the stunt on an outlaw machine or similar
and the gathering workforce behind me didn't know what to
expect.
Full upright, chest out, and the cruelest snarl I
could muster.
'GET OFF MY MOTORCYCLE YOU FUCKING MAGGGOTTT'
I was prepared to whack him if it came to it, but you know what a whippet looks like when it's got the wind up it? - well this moron was off the bike so quick and had the tail so far between his legs that it was hard not to burst out laughing. But i didn't - stoically I pushed on - to the ooooh's of the force.
Now lets ram the point home - to the bimbo.
'THE ONLY MOLLS THAT GET ON MY BIKE FUCK FOR IT'
I bellowed as they sort of skipped and hightailed it up the lane double time in front of the pub crowd.
Turn and return to Hotel. Mission accomplished. Legend
enhanced. Lessons learned. Laughter ensuing. Beer and skittles.
I still laugh when I remember the look on his pointy face. I think
the bimbo might have been interested too - she came sniffing around later, but we thoroughly iced her.
Dickheads.
hXc has the same problem at school. He is the only one with a bike, all the rest are scooters. It doesn't matter how he parks, there are always scooters blocking him in at random angles every day.
As most of them are ridden with a car licence only, they have not been taught how to ride or park anything with two wheels.
Diarrhoea is hereditary - it runs in your jeans
If my nose was running money, I'd blow it all on you...
I do like Maverick's idea of getting a cheap padlock though I enjoyed throwing our local "offender"s bike over a fence. He told me he doesn't like using the pushbike stands because his bike might get scratched. For a supposedly inteligent fellow (University Lecturer) he's mighty dumb.
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