My friends are watching me closely, if I start wearing pink shirts, or if I start being able to tell differences between shades of pink, then I'll be going on a man course, complete with a V8, beer drinking, woman chasing, and hours of rugby watching.
Mini + blower + mods = fun. Like owning a GSXR600, except much slower, and less wet during rain.
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
Real men don't do courses ffs. We know all there is to know already!
(sometimes we forget though... e.g. that if you haven't headbanged for a few years you should probably ease into it)
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Usually, I drive when we're in the car together, and have had 'lots of fun' with me noticing potential hazards, assessing and dismissing them, only to seconds later have the vifferbabe notice, react, and freak me out because her reaction led me to believe there was some new unnoticed hazard.
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Shit, so I am not the only one who gets that...the sudden 'watch out' makes me freak out like I missed something and am about to kill us both when it is merely something I noticed a bit before her and have assessed and judged to be fine. puts the shits up me.
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