A touch under 6'5" and capable of opening Batting and Bowling.Originally Posted by martybabe
One hell of a ride.
A touch under 6'5" and capable of opening Batting and Bowling.
Naughty Gentleman Biker
I'm not getting a lot of info on the peeps behind the mask am I,but Man (except Youngatart) I'm getting some chuckles though, fair picked me up.
Well ,Whoever you are,behind your little avatars, you're a funny bunch for sure.....or is that what you want me to think, hmmm.
Oh bugger
Homo Sapiens Vulgaris
Yep, it's always funny meeting people in person that you've only dealt with online. Funny how the mind unconciously tries to fit all the available information into some sort of box for easy handling - and always a good reminder to see how many blanks that it hadn't filled out once you do meet up in R-world.
But given the title I can not resist.... Whatareya?
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It is preferential to refrain from the utilisation of grandiose verbiage in the circumstance that your intellectualisation can be expressed using comparatively simplistic lexicological entities. (...such as the word fuck.)
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest. - Joseph Rotblat
Naughty Gentleman Biker
Oh yer so on it there M, I really wanted to meet Ynot slow at the last Taranaki Meet up. This bloke came up to me and introduced himself as Tony and I said hi, as you do, not a flicker of recognition in my head at all and he could sense it. He persisted for a short while telling me where he was from but no nothing rang any bells.He re-introduced himself as Ynot slow and I jumped up and gave the bastard a hug, I'd been itching to meet him and we'd spoken often on line but my mind had decided on a picture of him and it wasn't budging despite the evidence in front of me. Then again I had sampled a few cans of fall over juice.....
Good vid dude, enjoyed the K.O. particularly.
Whip it, whip it good!
I will never, ever forget meeting you for the first time. Shit Oh Dear, what a blonde I am, bet that woman still talks about the crazy lady at the train station that hugged her randomly
Imagine a forked tongue like the one in his avatar though tart
I met my cousin, lets call him Randy, for the first time. He collected me from the airport in St Johns, New Foundland. Had never seen him, he had not seen me, but we instantly recognised one another. Now his mother tongue (note a theme here?) is English. I speak Unglish like a kiwi, so it is fast and unintelligable sometimes, but do you think I could understand a word Randy was saying? Well, try one word in 3 if I was lucky. A mix of Irish brogue, mixed with a Canadian accent all delivered at machine gun pace. ExhaustingNah, England, I'm told I talk too fast and I pronounce my vowels the right way round, seems to confuse everyone here. " a packet of ciggies please".... "we've only got diet is that OK"
you see the dilemma ?
Lovin eh?I cant wait!
Dear God. I probably dont come up to your elbow...LOL Lofty old 5'2" if I stand really, really straight.
The instructions are simple...
That'll be the shirty flit you were thinking of? This lesdixier is a terrible affliction.
Do you realise how many holes there could be if people would just take the time to take the dirt out of them?
Po ta toes
One hell of a ride.
The instructions are simple...
NOOOO. I'll never be able to keep her happy now...Imagine a forked tongue like the one in his avatar though tart
Do you realise how many holes there could be if people would just take the time to take the dirt out of them?
Naughty Gentleman Biker
Ere, you seem to have a minimoto coming out yer arse Dave.
Oh, I think she's happy enough mate, just don't be intimating that she's in any way male mkay, she gets a bit uppity and uses rude words.NOOOO. I'll never be able to keep her happy now...
Rest In Peace
Mate we all had had a feew bevies.Right back at ya.When I bought a pair of boots off trade me,I picked them up in NP,talking a bit of shit and got on about bikes and injuries,asked the guy if he was on KB,yep and I said are you Boob,correct.Oh yer so on it there M, I really wanted to meet Ynot slow at the last Taranaki Meet up. This bloke came up to me and introduced himself as Tony and I said hi, as you do, not a flicker of recognition in my head at all and he could sense it. He persisted for a short while telling me where he was from but no nothing rang any bells.He re-introduced himself as Ynot slow and I jumped up and gave the bastard a hug, I'd been itching to meet him and we'd spoken often on line but my mind had decided on a picture of him and it wasn't budging despite the evidence in front of me
Good vid dude, enjoyed the K.O. particularly.
Hello officer put it on my tab
Don't steal the government hates competition.
Naughty Gentleman Biker
Ah, you see where I'm coming from then, nobody calls me randy though
Now his mother tongue (note a theme here?) is English. I speak Unglish like a kiwi, so it is fast and unintelligable sometimes, but do you think I could understand a work Randy was saying? Well, try one word in 3 if I was lucky. A mix of Irish brogue, mixed with a Canadian accent all delivered at machine gun pace. Exhausting
Lovin eh?
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As for the lovin... there comes the dissapointment I alluded to earlier, a quick peck on the cheeck and a cup of tea passes for lovin these days
One hell of a ride.
Gump voice: Do you have one for the other butt tock?
Whip it, whip it good!
Want to know something? Once upon a time I sat astride a V-Rod. I was so impressed! Now this bike fit me. Stand the bike up, I am flat footed, can reach the bars, "moar powa" was pontentially mine
Then the lovely men around took the weight of the stationary bike so I could see where my feet went. Sadly, I needed those little wooden blocks that you see on kids tricycles, my feet did not reach the foot controls. No shames here I can assure you. Small things, little packages
As for the lovin... there comes the dissapointment I alluded to earlier, a quick peck on the cheeck and a cup of tea passes for lovin these days
Sounds divine
Naughty Gentleman Biker
Well so far I've established that BigDave is In fact a largish individual as his handle would suggest. I'm still none the wiser about any of the other characters in this rolling soap opera and I'm sure as hell no closer to finding Hitchers secret Whisky cupboard. I guess you'll all just have to be a constructed image in me wee heed then . I shall imagine the people behind the avatars, till I track some of you buggers down.
If you didn't want to live in my head as rampaging nimphomaniacs or plumbers in mini skirts, you should have fessed up here shouldn't you.
Till we meet out there on the streets of Lorado, I bid all you secret squirrels farewell and thanks for the laughs whoever you are. x
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