What to do...

[KATWYN]

So dont let the twats call your bike a scooter or a moped... when it is a bike.
If they dont know the difference well then.............

How can these assessors assess if they don't know what they are looking
at?

Maybe some convincing qualifications really do come off the internet and
out of cereal cartons

[Maha]

So what will you call the little wee scooter that Mom is going to be getting then...
Will you both hop on that and go out for a bite to eat, on that together..... naturally Mom riding it with you on the back.

But of course, anything is possible, we are up to trying anything once, but keep that to yourself.....

[The Wop]

Yeah yeah, all well and good, until it comes to the electrics.

Never said anything about being reliable!

There are two points here. Firstly, assessing whether it is a compliment or insult is actually the perception of the receiver, not the sender and secondly, if someone gets so heated up about something as trivial as that, they probably need more hobbies.

[Paul in NZ]

The Harley riders that I know here usually refer to their bikes as 'scoots'. How far back was 'back in the day'?

Mid - late 70's before the HD invasion when a rigid 5T chop was cool, you had to make everything yourself, chrome was cheap, Easyriders was an indecent publication (banned) and I still thought I had a shot at immortality...

[MSTRS:Me]

Mid - late 70's before the HD invasion when a rigid 5T chop was cool, you had to make everything yourself, chrome was cheap, Easyriders was an indecent publication (banned) and I still thought I had a shot at immortality...

Oh - you meant back before the dawn of time, then? My era too.

[mstriumph]

have American buddies who refer to their bikes as 'scoots' or 'scooters' - mebbe it's a cross-cultural thingy?
[as opposed to a 'cross-making' thingy?]

life is waaaaaaaaaaay too short

[Paul in NZ]

Oh - you meant back before the dawn of time, then? My era too.

No - we had clocks - admittedly you had to either wind them up or only use them on sunny days but we had them. It was real time we had back then too, not this modern rubbish... A day lasted ages and a summer went on for ever...

[MSTRS:Me]

No - we had clocks - admittedly you had to either wind them up or only use them on sunny days but we had them. It was real time we had back then too, not this modern rubbish... A day lasted ages and a summer went on for ever...

Ohhhh, wind-up clocks! We used to dream about having wind-up clocks. But our Dad said that if slave-operated hourglasses were good enough for his Dad then they were surely good enough for us. *sigh*
Course, it all changed when daylight-saving became popular. Played havoc what with all that extra sun fading the furniture and such....
Kids today - worrying about a bike being called a scoot/er...

[Ixion]

Dson't mention daylight saving! Too many bad memories. Some fool told m' great grandfather Ikey McTavish about daylight saving (y'remember Ikey, the one who was mothed to death) . As usual Ikey got the wrong end of the stick.

After that all summer long we existed in perpetual darkness. Whenever a naive and gullible sunbeam strayed in the McTavish cave , he'd swoop down on with his net and before you could say hoots he'd have it locked up solid in a great chest. Blood out of a stone was nothing to Ikey after a sunbeam.

[MSTRS:Me]

Now Ixion, you don't expect us to believe that, do you? Has the distinct sound of bull puckey, it does.

[Ixion]

You wouldn't think that if you knew Ikey. He was the only man I know who kept a special bank account for the money he derived from people foolish enough to say to him "a penny for your thoughts"

He took the FreeMasons to court once, claiming false advertising , after he turned up at the Freemason's Hall with his ass and cart , demanding the free masonry.

[yungatart]

He took the FreeMasons to court once, claiming false advertising , after he turned up at the Freemason's Hall with his ass and cart , demanding the free masonry.

I knew a man once (actually, I still know him), who, on driving past a sign saying "free range eggs" screeched to a halt, saying, "Oooh, free eggs, I'll be having some of them!'
Poor bugger, if you could have seen the crestfallen look on his face when I explained it to him... it nearly made me cry!
Course, he was of Scottish descent...