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  1. #121
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    Hey BD, that's more like real life - and me
    Winding up drongos, foil hat wearers and over sensitive KBers for over 14,000 posts...........
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  2. #122
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    Nice one Dave.

    It was almost good enough for me to say "fuck the public's perception - bikers FTW".

    (Almost, but not quite).


  3. #123
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    just a biker

    probably been posted before, sorry if it has

    JUST A BIKER

    I saw you hug your purse closer to you in the supermarket, but you didn't see me put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.


    I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But you didn't see me playing Santa at the local Mall.


    I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant when you saw my bike parked out front. But you didn't see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.

    I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by. But you didn't see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.


    I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children. But you didn't see me when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.


    I saw you stare at my long hair. But you didn't see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.


    I saw you roll your eyes at our Leather jackets and gloves. But you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none.


    I saw you look in fright at my tattoos. But you didn't see me cry as my children where born or have their name written over and in my heart.


    I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But you didn't see me going home to be with my family.

    I saw you complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But you didn't see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.

    I saw you yelling at your kids in the car. But you didn't see me pat my child's hands knowing she was safe behind me.


    I saw you texting as you drove down the road. But you didn't see me squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.

    I saw you race down the road in the rain. But you didn't see me get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.

    I saw you run a red light just to save a few minutes of time. But you didn't see me trying to turn right.

    I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But you didn't see me leave the road.

    I saw you waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But you didn't see me. I wasn't there.

    I saw you go home to your family. But you didn't see me. Because I died that day you cut me off.


    I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But you didn't see me.
    I'm not a gynaecologist but I can took a look for ya

  4. #124
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  5. #125
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    yeah I get it

    sorry again
    I'm not a gynaecologist but I can took a look for ya

  6. #126
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    And it was lame the first time

  7. #127
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    Please God...NO.....not this drivel again....again...again...again

    Though it is quite funny how often people stumble across it and think OMG THIS NEEDS TO BE ON KIWIBIKER.

    In another decade it will probably have been posted thousands of times.

  8. #128
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    Thanks for posting, that's what a forum is for. Someone may not have seen it and if they're soppy sods they might even like it

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    Get me a bucket

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  11. #131
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    2nd re-write

    I saw you; hug your purse closer to you in the
    grocery store line. But you didn't see me put an
    extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
    It gets the old girl off my back and fortunately
    I still had $200 for booze and hookers.

    I saw you pull your child closer when we passed
    each other on the sidewalk. But you didn't see me
    playing Santa at the local Mall.
    I cant help being a fat old coot but this is a sure
    fire way to cash in on it - and perv on those mothers.

    I saw you change your mind about going into the
    restaurant when you saw my bike parked out front.
    But you didn't see me attending a meeting to raise
    more money for the hurricane relief. And yes I know
    that Hooters is classless, but I didn't realise that a Hurricane
    was what the brochure meant by the 'big gulf blow'.

    I saw you roll up your window and shake your head
    when I rode by. But you didn't see me riding
    behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt
    out the car window. More importantly did you see
    when I flicked you the bird - you *****?

    I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your
    children. But you didn't see me, when I took time
    off from work to run toys to the homeless,
    some of whom I evicted.

    I saw you stare at my long hair. But you didn't
    see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks
    of Love. These days I have 12 inches.

    I saw you roll your eyes at our Leather jackets
    and gloves. But you didn't see me and my brothers
    donate our old ones to those that had none.
    Poor b@stards - I hope the smell might wash out eventually.

    I saw you look in fright at my tattoos. But you
    didn't see me cry as my children where born or
    have their name written over and in my heart.
    Later I added 'tidy your ******** room'
    and 'no, you can't have $20' - in a skull
    with snakes coming out of it.

    I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go
    somewhere. But you didn't see me going home to be
    with my family - after I go to the clubhouse.

    I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our
    bikes can be. But you didn't see me when you were
    changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
    Fortunately I saw you, you and every other clown
    who drives like he got a licence from a cereal box like you.

    I saw you yelling at your kids in the car. But you
    didn't see me pat my child's hands knowing she was
    safe behind me, giving you the finger.

    I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you
    drove down the road. But you didn't see me squeeze
    my wife's leg when she told me to take the next
    turn. Pisses me off that I can't grab her t*ts from here.

    I saw you race down the road in the rain. But you
    didn't see me get soaked to the skin so my son
    could have the car to go on his date. The pussy.
    Sooner he grows up the better. Little sponger
    wanted the bike but there is nil chance of that happening.

    I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few
    minutes of time. But you didn't see me trying to
    turn right. But I'm used to dipsticks like you that
    can't drive so, situation normal.
    Never a cop around when you need one.

    I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in
    the lane I was in. But you didn't see me leave the
    road. I was in a hurry - the pub was about to close.
    If you don't like the way I ride - Stay OFF the footpath.

    I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to
    pass. But you didn't see me. I wasn't there.
    Unless the cops have hard evidence and then they
    need to talk to my lawyer.

    I saw you go home to your family. But you didn't
    see me. Because I died that day you cut me off.
    I've died other times too. Usually telling lame parables.

    I was just a biker. A person with friends and a
    family. But you didn't see me. So unless
    there were fingerprints we can just forget the
    whole thing.

    Repost this around in hopes that people will
    understand the biker community.

    You also better stock up on tinfoil.

  12. #132
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    Message to those who dont know what a motorcyclist is...

    Sorry if this is a repost but saw it and wanted to share:

    I saw you,
    hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.

    But, you didn't see me,
    put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.

    I saw you,
    pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.

    But, you didn't see me,
    washing dishes for charity.

    I saw you,
    change your mind about going into the restaurant.

    But, you didn't see me,
    attending a meeting to raise money for hurricane relief.

    I saw you,
    roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by.

    But, you didn't see me,
    driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.

    I saw you,
    frown at me when I smiled at your children.

    But, you didn't see me,
    when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.

    I saw you,
    roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.

    But, you didn't see me,
    and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.

    I saw you,
    look in fright at my tattoos.

    But, you didn't see me,
    cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart.

    I saw you,
    change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.

    But, you didn't see me,
    going home to be with my family.

    I saw you,
    complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.

    But, you didn't see me,
    when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.

    I saw you,
    yelling at your kids in the car.

    But, you didn't see me,
    pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.

    I saw you,
    reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.

    But, you didn't see me,
    squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.

    I saw you,
    race down the road in the rain.

    But, you didn't see me,
    get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.

    I saw you,
    run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.

    But, you didn't see me,
    trying to turn right.

    I saw you,
    cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.

    But, you didn't see me,
    leave the road.

    I saw you,
    waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.

    But, you didn't see me.
    I wasn't there.

    I saw you,
    go home to your family.

    But, you didn't see me.
    Because, I died that day you cut me off.

    I was just a motorcyclist,.....

    A person with friends and a family.


    Time to take notice and see me for what I am...what we are.
    Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead
    Do not walk ahead as I may not follow.
    Do not walk beside me as the path is narrow
    In fact FU*K off and leave me alone

  13. #133
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    That's not just a repost but a repost of a repost of a repost. But hey it's all good.

  14. #134
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    Quote Originally Posted by Hailwood View Post
    Sorry if this is a repost but saw it and wanted to share:
    I saw it and wanted to puke.







    Every fucking time!

  15. #135
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    Excuse me

    Sorry but this was the first time I had ever seen it. Didnt know it was a repost of a repost of a repost but I am sure there are some who havent seen it before...and it bets the usual crap thats here anyway..ooooo i saw someone hit a wing mirror..burn him..i did a wheelie for 200kms along SH1 and got a ticket..damn cops...oh well never mind I will just leave the postings to the "experts" on safety and awareness...whatever
    Do not walk behind me, for I may not lead
    Do not walk ahead as I may not follow.
    Do not walk beside me as the path is narrow
    In fact FU*K off and leave me alone

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