Came across this old girl whilst out in about,put a smile on me dial...lovely.
Came across this old girl whilst out in about,put a smile on me dial...lovely.
Be the person your dog thinks you are...
Then again for some (on KB?) - this could be a reason to feel cheerful! http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage...make-more.html
Is it the beginning of the end - female redundancy?
If there is a god please do not let it be so!!!
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...lost the pad off the brake shoe and got my wheel really fucking hot when it lodged itself between the other pad and the drum...I hate fucking shoes and springs and seized, handbrake adjusted, brake fixes and all that seized on drum shit...and bleed fucking nipples that take four hours and prayers to Satan to release, and shit like that...
...specially when 168 hours in a week is all you have and it ain't enough to do the shit that you wanna do, let alone the fucking things that you don't wanna do...well for once in my life I did the fucking lot in a day without any major fuckups that happen when you're out in the country and a fucked three dollar seal is two and a half hours and 120 k out of the day...
...well none of that shit happened...it all flowed like I actually knew what I was doing and was a mechanic or whatever those people who have a big red toolbox are...I had to replace a piston in the slave cylinder because just when everything was going like clockwork I must have smirked or smiled or something, enough to tweak the black faeries nipples and cause a reaction...I reacted back by tearing the seal on the perfectly good piston with my pliers trying to manhandle that fucking ridiculously tensile top spring between the shoes out...but guess what, the black faerie can get fucked 'cos I just happened to have a spare slave cylinder hanging about...fuck you black faerie, my brakes are fixed and you never got me...![]()
I didn't think!!! I experimented!!!
Doing a trackday has been on my bucket list for years. Last Sunday aged 68, I finally made it! Was pretty nervous beforehand but absolutely loved it. Easy to imagine it becoming highly addictive but worried about the Chief Financial Officer cutting my balls off with a blunt breadknife over the cost of tyres.
Just tell 'er that you are going to take up Methamphetamine consumption, or trackdays!
Hmmm. Tyre choices...
As for fishing. There is something about girls and fishing rods. I gave up and let "the winch" reel them in.
I was promoted to first assistant hook-baiter and fish-unhooker.
TOP QUOTE: “The problem with socialism is that sooner or later you run out of other people’s money.”
I'd lose my balls to either choice
Well, the PR4's stood up surprisingly well, albeit a bit melted. Scroll down to the photos: http://geoffjames.blogspot.co.nz/201...rginity_9.html . Only put 'em on about 3 weeks ago.
Yep, every wife in our street out-fishes their husband. Then we have to wash the boat, fillet the fish and bury the carcasses whilst they bugger off for a shower and a cold one![]()
Here is my reasons to be cheerful. Two of my grandies featuring the newest from Ozzie on holiday. Very gorgeous!
Only a Rat can win a Rat Race!
I'm not very imaginative. The stuff that I can think of is stuff I've already done but wouldn't have thought to put on a list. Getting to buy an old lady's air fare to see her daughter one last time.
Or should have been on someone else's list. The wife getting to cuddle a baby elephant.
Meh, can't be bad if I don't have any unfulfilled life-long ambitions can it?
Still. Maybe I can hang on until they start doing Lunar tours.
Go soothingly on the grease mud, as there lurks the skid demon
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