What a women!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
Wish they where all that good.
What a women!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
Wish they where all that good.
Harley Davidson: The most efficient way to convert gasoline into noise without the side effects of horsepower.
'Fast' Harleys are only fast compared to stock Harleys.
Shafty says "If you can't change your woman, change your woman"
This applies to both genders BTW, no sexism suggested or inferred.![]()
"If you haven't grown up by the time you turn 50, you don't have to!"
My fiancee told me if I bought my GSXR1000, she'd leave me.
Gee, I miss her.
And her retarded friends ("bikes are dangerous, you'll end up in a wheelchair"). I'm no good at wheelchairs, getting my feet above the bars is trickier than it looks.
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It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
I remember when I used to have my GSX my girl friend at time was only mad because she didn’t have her licence to ride one as well.
A girl (or man) not wanting you to have the bike isn’t the worse case scenario, you can always find away around it. Its when your mother or father don’t want you to have one. Its easy to say the bike over one who is not your own blood, but when its your own family not so easy to ditch them, its why I am own legs and feet for the time being, but hopefully will get back into riding when I get the money together again.
That partly why I started later in life riding. By the time ya 30, ya fix that problem. Ya just get the bike and go riding and they just have ta get used ta the idea. Bit like bring a girl back ta sleep over night for the first time when ya have V.old fashion parents (but that's another story).
New Zealand......
The Best Place in the World to live if ya Broke
"Whole life balance, Daniel-San" ("Karate Kid")
Kia kaha, kia toa, kia manawanui ( Be strong, be brave, be steadfast and sure)![]()
DON'T RIDE LIKE YA STOLE IT, RIDE TO SURVIVE.
You should meet my brother in law (or close enough to be referred to as, I guess), he broke both his legs in a biking accident a number of years back, mangling one so badly he had to have a muscle in his chest removed to replace one in his left leg and spent a long, long time in a wheelchair recovering... and then even longer when my sister tripped him up by accident before it was fully healed and broke his left leg again!
He can do wheelies in wheelchairs these days, and CAN get his feet above the bars with a little effort...
Poor bloke loves it when I get home, he takes my Ninja out for "test" runs each time... He needs another bike but my sister won't let him. And it's back to the point of the post, haha...
no decision realy. bikes are always in the mood for a gud fangand if u eva wnt 2 shut them up u just turn the key off haha
Still got divorced anyway!Ended up with a bike and a single bed so take my advice and KEEP THE BIKE!
My partner made me get rid of my then most prized posession. It was a 1972 VH Valiant Pacer with the 4 spd box. Very few of them around and would be worth a fair few pennies now. I still think about that car EVERY day.
Since I got rid of it, I have persued other hobbies. 1st it was blokarting, then it was Kitesurfing, now its bikes. Every time I decide to persue one of these hobbies, I just go out and buy the stuff. I get a typical responce from the ol' girl to which I reply a single word... "Valiant". She then doesnt talk to me for a while (weeks). So its a win win for me![]()
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You usualy like to upgrade your bike at some stage.....
Easier and cheaper then upgrading your wife....
However is a partner that dictates what you can and can't do worth keeping?.......![]()
Opinions are like arseholes: Everybody has got one, but that doesn't mean you got to air it in public all the time....
To get a new Triumph some years ago, I came home from afternoon shift and hopped in bed (about 1:00am). Patted the Wife on the bum and said, "How'd you like to go for a ride on a motorbike?"
Wife said, "We don't have a bike".
"We could buy one", I casually mentioned.
"Oh", says wife.
For the next week I left pamphlets and magazines lying around the house showing the Triumph Thunderbird Sport, and Wife says, "Is this what you want to buy then?"
Done deal. Went to the bike shop and got my brand new yellow Triumph.
Strangely this time when I wanted a bike, I had to go through all sorts of hoops to get it. Maybe this only works once in a bloke's life.
He who rides fastest, rides alone.
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