Oh dear, things back home dont look too flash...
Just in from work, have capped my 5th beer of the night and checked the home emails. Got one from Spunk Bubble, a biker mate of mine back home.
Now, since I have known this guy (20 years +) he has been bike mad, owns a couple of Harleys, a Kawasaki 1000cc beast of a thing and his pride and joy, a vintage Triumph dating back to the 1960's. The Triumph was left to him by his dad when he passed away about 10 years ago.
Spunk Bubble has always said that when he retires, he is going to restore the Triumph to it's former glory as it was in a bit of a two-n-eight to say the least. So, he has been collecting vintage parts for the bike from all sorts of places and storing them in a box in the garage.
He goes away for a week with work, comes back and his missus greets him with a "Hi Honey, l've cleaned out the garage".
You know whats comeing eh.....
The entire box of parts with an esimated value of 500 pounds was thrown in the bin and carted of by the dustmen the night before he got home. Her excuse was "it was just a box of oily junk, what did you want that for"
So, Spunk Bubble has said that the trouble-n-strife can go whistle if she fancies indulging in some horizontal jogging any time soon. She does love a bit of the other but he is happy to refuse her the honours and tug on the VW Combi to keep his brussels unloaded and teach her a lesson at the same time.
As I said to him in my reply, she will have to be happy flicking the peanut otherwise it might be time for Derek The Dildo to pay a visit to Tuna Land.
Wives eh...cant live with 'em, cant encourage them into a pole dancing lesbian lick fest with the neighhbours 18 year old daughter.........![]()
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