lol way ahead of you, plus I put my name down for the dvd stand at one storeOriginally Posted by alucard_draken
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The Sharif don't like it!
lol way ahead of you, plus I put my name down for the dvd stand at one store
-Indy
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There are some people across the road been having some noisy parties of late.
In the dim distant past perhaps I was less than considerate too?
I have a new Robert Randolph album though, and one Sunday morning soon the whole damn neighbourhood may become aquainted with The Family Band :-)
If they don't take the hint I could always buy a set of Sato racing mufflers and do front lawn tune ups...
toadily mad
well I have some pretty horrible neighbours at the moment but the beauty of it is they are pretty much out of earshot except when they make a shitload of noise in their dunger cars, fortunately they are likely to be moved on by the landlord soon, great thing about living riral, neighbours are a pleasant distance away
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I did that once while I was a student.You know its bad though when you have to call noise control on your OWN flatmates because they don't know that the volume control goes two ways. Needless to say, two visits from noise control, there was quiet after that...
Firstly, before I moved in, my flatmates had said that dogs were allowed at the place and they weren't, so once the landlord found out I was given two weeks to find somewhere else.
Secondly, the female flatmate met four real pommie gits (no offence to others) and allowed the bludgers to stay, eating our food etc for a few weeks.Welly people might remember in 1994 in the papers, a guy that claimed he was delivered here from England by aliens. He rang the papers with his story to try and make some money so he could get back home. He introduced himself to us as Gu.
WTF ?
So when they were all having a party one night, and I had an early start at work in the morning, I rang noise control.
But, I said I was from the next door address, as you can't complain about excessive noise from flat you are at. The security guards that do noise control at night can't have known that, although it got the desired effect.
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And who's James Lawton some may ask? he was a top young Trials bike rider who competed at National and International level. Unfortunately had boi-racer habits, got into a bit of trouble, had personal problems, and eventually topped himself. Sad story really.
Experience......something you get just after you needed it
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That'll teach him for torturing an air-cooled engine like that.
Burnouts on the street? no brainers, best to tip oil over an old tyre, light it up and sit back and have a few cool ones bought with the money saved by not wasting you good tyres/engine/g'box etc.
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The instructions are simple...
As long as the tyre is round the neck of some little barstool BoiRacer (or a HD rider)That'll teach him for torturing an air-cooled engine like that.
Burnouts on the street? no brainers, best to tip oil over an old tyre, light it up and sit back and have a few cool ones bought with the money saved by not wasting you good tyres/engine/g'box etc.
Do you realise how many holes there could be if people would just take the time to take the dirt out of them?
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Chainsaws do not need to be USED to make lots df noise, just firing it up to make sure it stll works OK will do.
Aargh, photos!
Sometimes you wonder how they dropped into the gene pool!! :spudwhat:Remember a few weeks ago we had a Boi Racer lose control and slam his car into the house next door....kinda scary like.
Well,they are having a party next door (the house hit by the boi racer,writing two of their cars off) now they are outside doing burnouts!!!
Bloody Westies,incapable of learning by example.
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Family inbreeding cannot be ruled out. Ask them if thier parents were cousins or brother and sister.
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Aargh, photos!
You get to know them by sight though. We have them wondering into town from Seddon or Ward :spudwhat:
To every man upon this earth
Death cometh sooner or late
And how can a man die better
Than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his Gods
Shrink wrapped
Hey thats not fair, I came from Seddon originally (or is Tetley Brook out of the area mentioned?) and I'm OKYou get to know them by sight though. We have them wondering into town from Seddon or Ward :spudwhat:
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You sleep all night, and you work all day?I came from Seddon, and I'm OK
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parting of the sensory
Awwww...c'mon, JR - sing us the whole song!
... and that's what I think.
Or summat.
Or maybe not...
Dunno really....
Aargh, photos!
Do you have 10 fingers, 10 toes and were you born in a house in Seddon or grow up there?Hey thats not fair, I came from Seddon originally (or is Tetley Brook out of the area mentioned?) and I'm OK
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And how can a man die better
Than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his Gods
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