shot JR
Hardcore Biker
Daily Star- says it all really!
Grumpy Old Bastard
"Blossom Goodchild"....ferfarkzake........
sdkfz
If you like this stuff (whether you find it amusing, or actually believe it), here's a site to add to your "untrusted sites" zone.
http://~godlikeproductions.com
BEFORE you actually surf to it.
(Remove the "~" [which is there to stop the link linking].)
(Please imagine the words "untrusted" and "before" are in bright red flashing letters.)
Measure once, cut twice. Practice makes perfect.
Bogeyman
Originally Posted by stuff
So, not Vogons then...
Go soothingly on the grease mud, as there lurks the skid demon
r4q2
praise the lord!
e mare libertas
Fookin neow! I'm all about the 'new higher vibrations of love'.
kiwibiker is full of love, an disrespect.
- mikey
For whom the bell tolls
So we can stop taking ekky's then?Fookin neow! I'm all about the 'new higher vibrations of love'.
KiwiBitcher
where opinion holds more weight than fact.
It's better to not pass and know that you could have than to pass and find out that you can't. Wait for the straight.
Hardcore Biker
Be afraid, be very afraid!
Deus ex ukulele
As the Earth spins on its axis, Blossom's prognostication is fast running out of time.
"Standing on your mother's corpse you told me that you'd wait forever." [Bryan Adams: Summer of 69]
parting of the sensory
I think she's spent too much time playing with her vibrator, and it's shaken her tiny brain loose...Fookin neow! I'm all about the 'new higher vibrations of love'.
... and that's what I think.
Or summat.
Or maybe not...
Dunno really....
i'm motarded
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Highway Biker
Im worried about anal probing....im getting me some goddang shooting irons-illshow these pesky alien varmits yeeehaaaa
on the up
I feel ripped off.
I got no visits last night.
Did they go to someone else's house?
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Forum whore
I think they saw us coming
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
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