Hornet Swarm Night City

**madbikeboy** · 23rd December 2008, 10:16

Originally Posted by gijoe1313

Holy crapola, you are in Dante's level of Hell, I think you are in the one where people who discuss the amount of sesame on their bagels, why wallpaper is passe compared to textured paint, where the best ROI occurs on fixed hedge investments and that sort of blahdom.

The prob MBB is you are basically a barefoot laidback SNAG trapped in the world of high-rollers who wank on about their pretensions of culture, wealth and breeding.

You unfortunately have a foot in both worlds betwixt biking (your true colours) and that of the thin veneer(should that be sneer?) of so called civilisation. I can imagine the scene now ... you are almost finished with the dishes ... and you can hear the conversation emanating from the portal of blahdom, you shudder. You then hurry up and redirty the dishes so you can once again slowly wash and dry them (even though you have a top of the range dishwasher) a cold wind blowing over your soul as your Scoot waits for you in the dark garage ...

I feel for ya man. That anome and disconnection is like a shriving bolt of doom into the pits of your soul. When the "life plan" that others want to map out for you is presented as a fate accompli.

Stay strong MBB, stay strong.

It's funny, were you there? I answered the door wearing jeans (by Diesel), shit by Nike (no swear words, it was important that I make a good impression). My lack of shoes seemed to cause concern. The guests are hardly high rollers, but talk about wanking on about culture - the next time I hear "well, in Venice they..." or "In France they"..., or worse, "In America they..." I'm going to go postal and scream. The French (all the good ones were killed in the Somme, and the chicken shit ones have altered the gene pool), the Italians, what a bunch of arrogant tossers - don't get me started on fat americans...

I only speak English - but I can swear in French and ask for a root. Apparently that's not good enough - but it seemed to serve me well at the time...?

Funny you should mention the redirtying of dishes. I accidentally used fly spray in the kitchen after I had finished. This obviously necessitated cleaning the dishes all over again...

**Choco** · 23rd December 2008, 10:33

Originally Posted by rie

(less property = MOAR BIKES??)

Less Booze = More Petrol

**Choco** · 23rd December 2008, 10:40

Originally Posted by madbikeboy

I was thinking of asking for help to carry the couches out so I can park two bikes in the lounge. I think a candy apple CBX and a shiny Scoot would look great parked on the polished rimu floors. And it would make far less comfortable seating for my "guests"...

If I could park my bike inside, I would!
But my living room is on the second floor aye...

**Timmay** · 23rd December 2008, 10:53

When is the next hornet ride happening? I would love to tag along.

**TOTO** · 23rd December 2008, 14:45

Originally Posted by Timmay

When is the next hornet ride happening? I would love to tag along.

I'm gonna buzz on monday. Not sure if someone else will be buzzing before then ...

**Badger8** · 23rd December 2008, 14:54

Originally Posted by Choco

Less Booze = More Petrol

Just work yer arse off like me, then you both get to drink!

**Choco** · 23rd December 2008, 16:14

Originally Posted by Badger8

Just work yer arse off like me, then you both get to drink!

Leaving BP this sunday

Then i'm in the Naki for a month after/at new years

**Badger8** · 23rd December 2008, 16:25

Originally Posted by Choco

Leaving BP this sunday

Then i'm in the Naki for a month after/at new years

MINT! More money for lots more rides

**gijoe1313** · 23rd December 2008, 23:00

Took a while to get around to this, enjoy you savages!

Pic 1 : Um Gremlin ... what are you doing?
Pic 2 : Rie masters the art of the high jump technique onto a KTM
Pic 3 : Um Gremlin ... where are those hands going?
Pic 4 : Banzai masters the art of sitting on a KTM ... Um Gremlin, where are those hands going this time?
Pic 5 : Tall nordic Pine that KTMs are made from
Pic 6 : The Fellowship ... Boromir, Bilbo Baggins and Strider

**gijoe1313** · 23rd December 2008, 23:03

Chur chur and more chur

Pic 1 : Big Ol'Hornet dreaming of a good Xmas
Pic 2 : The Tree! The Tree! The Xmas Tree Boss!
Pic 3 : Oh tree, you are so very very very big, and we are so very very very small ...
Pic 4 : Moar Knee Down!
Pic 5 : Oh look a right Ockadi.. Ruck you!
Pic 6 : Howich reaffirms it's Chowick stereotype

**gijoe1313** · 23rd December 2008, 23:11

Double digit bang bang ma'am!

Pic 1 : At certain times of year, Ninja is even harder to spot, utilising all natural camouflage... Ruck you!
Pic 2 : I thought my Bike was black and it said Ninja ...
Pic 3 : Something isn't quite right ...
Pic 4 : Ahh I think I have mastered the art of rubber side up?
Pic 5 : Mein head! Ach du lieber der gott!
Pic 6 : After a hard days riding, get yourself a comfy Hornet seat (unless you are Banzai who complains about it!)

**gijoe1313** · 23rd December 2008, 23:19

From the time of riding to the Filthy Biker Scum hangout ... there is always time for moar riding!

Pic 1 and 2 : rie was playing with my Honda Hornet UK riders club key fob ... so I sez "You played me mine, show me yours" and like a trooper rie whipped hers out ... a little ninja icon as her key fob! Gremlin also wanting some of the action whipped his out and all of a sudden rie is playing with it. A ninja key fob with a ninja on a key fob ... so naturally ... Ninja on ninja action!

Rook! Ninja gwet knwee down! Ruck you!

Pic 3 : The presence of the Katoom o'doom dwarfs all beside it, Big Ol'Hornet is asking it "So, what did you deserve to get your plonker for an owner? I was caught pasting 250 stickers onto other 900 Hornets..."
Pic 4 : In a concealed carpark, plans are laid for the territory to be divided between Korean Seoulpa rings and Yakuza cells.
Pic 5 : Messing with the asian mafia will result in a less than vertical existence
Pic 6 : Rie has murdered Santa and his remains are burned onto her zorst system

**gijoe1313** · 23rd December 2008, 23:29

These are the surviving shots found in a battered camera. Blood was everywhere and several severed fingers were found in a culvert nearby.

It seems however, that this has been all a dream .. a Big Ol'Hornet's dream that a Korean Mafia Princess graced his seat and he has been daydreaming about it ever since ...

Pic 1 : You better not have that on ...
Pic 2 : That's close enough buddy ...
Pic 3 : Wait till my South African bodyguard gets here ... he will run you over with his Katoom'o'doom!

**madbikeboy** · 23rd December 2008, 23:58

The combatants gazed across the void, seeking michi, their path through the mist of fear and rage. Korean Mafia Princess slowly lowered into horse stance, arms outstretched in Warrior, her gaze impossible to decipher. Slowly the camo ninja reached for his Katana, Ish Hogi (For Life), the glint of steel blue edged in the dim light of the florescent lights of the seedy carpark in the viaduct harbour precinct.

There was more than honour at stake, two tribes were at war, and had been for longer than time recorded. Korean Princess. Chinese Shaolin monk dressed in Camo.

Time stood still, and in the heartbeat of a normal human, an explosion of power and motion, faster than a solitary and distant bystander could comprehend, the sound of sword striking sword, katana on the raw blade of the shortsword the Princess favoured. A sidekick to the knee, hip, and then the sternum, brushed aside by a closed kite, the contempt of a weak opening cast aside; surely the camo ninja had more skill than this weak opening. She struck, her forward stance opening and sweeping forward, into his circle, then the hands exploding outwards, opening his body for the strong blow of her forward snap kick - connecting for a moment, he stumbled back half a step - suddenly she realised that she has been faked, that his lack of opening elegance is a showing, he has used this in order to judge her skill, her contempt makes her weak. He brushes her shoulder, her hip, then somersaulting across her stumbling form, he delivers strikes to her other hip and shoulder. For the first time he speaks - "this is injuring the four corners, next you will feel the final strike as I avenge my family, and your dishonour"...

The Korean Princess, sensing the danger, lifted her head to match his steely gaze, and said "...