Drider, a marvelous creature of prowess, formally known for his 2-strokeritis and now his cafe racyndrome has returned to the SMC, on crack.
Drider has been missing for some time now, with no sign of his outrageous posts, or his lightning blue bike, some people began to worry. What has become of this elusive animal? Has he given in to the illicit callings of the female form? Has the engineering department swallowed him alive? Or has he simply lost his house key? Noone knew.... Until now!
Suddenly, on the KB online users list I spot the dreaded Drider87 name, sparkling with anticipation. A subdued Dushy posts a few comments, but I knew that something would come of it.
What's that? You say. He's just an innocent biker from down the line ain't he?
NO... is the most appropriate answer.
What started as a return of a normal guy turned into a case of dredgafilia.
Notice the copious amount of posts appearing all of a sudden. In threads from the years past, posts are being made, bringing threads back to life, to the annoyance of everyone who presses "new posts". Simply saying...
This illiterate blabble has undeniably proven that what once was the D we all knew, is no more.Originally Posted by Drider87
It may be months, it may be years, but join me, friends, in discovering this new formula of Drider. We will travel the roads, the manuals, and the engines, in order to research this wilderbeast which goes not to the waterhole to drink, but hides in [the] Shadows drinking amber liquid.
But for now, leave it to us mere mortals, to search, research, and reresearch, what the fuck "dredge" means.
To be continued... mother 'uckers
Dush, you got it going ooooon. Not in a gay way, just in a "hey mate, I wanted to say that you're looking okay, mate."
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