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May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
Sounds to me like a resounding scream for edumacation that! You must have been in a foul mood after the rally I suppose... You giving them the glare instead of the learn was not their fault.
Anyway, HTFU - tempus fugit and there is not a damn thing anyone can do about it. People often complain about how they miss the good old days - truth be told, they were the bad old days in almost every regard.
There was a time where the motorcycle wasn't even invented - fuck this new-fangled change thing
You better believe it Jim. I have seen the signs with my own eyes and what a wonder they were. skidMessiah is right - the time of the USDs are upon us.
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It is preferential to refrain from the utilisation of grandiose verbiage in the circumstance that your intellectualisation can be expressed using comparatively simplistic lexicological entities. (...such as the word fuck.)
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest. - Joseph Rotblat
It is preferential to refrain from the utilisation of grandiose verbiage in the circumstance that your intellectualisation can be expressed using comparatively simplistic lexicological entities. (...such as the word fuck.)
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest. - Joseph Rotblat
There's a chap in Feilding who owns a couple and an expat South African over Napier way who has had his from new about the same condition as La Trog.
Paul pop over our way on occasion. We're all a bit odd, especially Gary but you know that, to tell the truth. But like bikes of all kinds.
You can blame the marketing boys about the lack of "real" Bonniville knowlege. Each new one sold should have a 40 page book that goes with them for the owners edification of what they could be riding. Lots of pictures obviously and a DVD.
Easy - don't think about it.
I'm a sad old fart too....I seldom ride with others,just potter around by myself.I appear out of nowhere in some small town covered in dust from 100km of backroads,and get some chips from the takeaway....everyone ignores me,not just those on bikes.The guys on bikes are not interested in me or my bike,we don't look cool or interesting in any way....sokay by me.
I feel even sadder at some classic meeting when I walk up to some guy at least 10 years younger than me,and earning 4 times the income - ''I used to have one of those.....''
Sad alright.
Is 'cause yo is bleck.
(EDIT: They're just bemused trying to figure out where y'wheels have gone to. Y' will ride round on them sucky-blowy hover things, y'got to expect people will think you're a bit odd.)
Originally Posted by skidmark
Originally Posted by Phil Vincent
For crying out loud Paul, what the hell is up with this thread?
You love ya' bike right?
You love ya' mates that you have met through biking right?
Dont let the 'Poor me' bullshit get under your skin, it will grab hold.
You have to impress anyone but yourself mate, and if get the warm and fuzzies after being out on ya bike then fuck em'! Thats the one thing that counts most dude.
I ride with old fullas and have to tell them that their nose is running, and have to stop more often than not (wee weez) and neither party complains. Ok so im stretching the truth, but ya not what i mean?
You have way more knowledge about motorcycles than those twats at the coffee stop, fuck em ' i say. Stop ya thinking and keep ridin'....![]()
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