Friday Night Rants?

[dangerous]

If I had one, I would. Had a visit from DD today - with a little friend along for the ride. I think he and Rashika are farming the things....

ohhh crap.. whos box did i leave it in... either way LOL... they in your hood now...

This one came rom Buellbabes... I was working on one of her bikes so was washing my dukes, went to dry me mitts and this was in the towel I was using...

[dangerous]

fucking me again... was going to post a rant friday but did not get round to it, anyways I think it deserves a thread of its own...

https://www.kiwibiker.co.nz/forums/s...post1131116581

[granstar]

Friday yay!. Finish the day's walking between offices and head home on the bike. A stop to donate and sign the 'Grief Wall' at a local clothing dept. store because somehow I became eligible for this, and now I'm an eligible bachelor...FUCK Cancer!

A wee jaunt home and the engine is hot, so I undo the drain lug, drop the black oily stuff because it's time (4.30 PM Friday to be exact).
As it drains a dicker about to find the new gasket and filter, cleaning fluid, my sense of humour, and a cold beer. Flavour of day Monteiths Pills, not bad for a freebie ( payed with flybuys points).

As this machine is of Italian breed (because it says so on the tank) it has just a handful of sump holderoners to remove to access the sump filter and clean the crap outta there, easy enuf.
All 3 of the 10mm bolts removed without losing the 10mm socket, the fourth one doesn't exist thanks to some hamfisted previous owner (so that save time), it has never leaked and perhaps it is the loss of one bolt weight is the reason the bike flies?

Next off come the 14 allen screws also holding the sump to the motor...almost. The last one decides the key (male part) is stronger than the bolt head (female part) and makes it a truly female part in the shape of a hole.

Please do not read on if sensitive types. So out with the vice grips and a bit of gripping, tapping, and a helpful swear and the stuck bolt came loose enough to get the little shitte off.

Like I need tested after owning Meriden Triumphs for 43 years, pfft Guzzi.

Tomorrow's plan to find another bolt, tonight's plan see'n as all this bumpfing about has now taken me to 8 PM, its pizza and beer for T.


Update; found replacement bolt plus a spare $2 bucks at Blacks Fasteners, so that leaves me with just enough for a crate of beer (see'n as today is the day)

[Drew]

Here's a fucking rant for you cunts.

I'm 9 months into a year long prescription of anti mental pills. THIS SHIT HAS DECIDED TO STOP FUCKEN WORKING!!!!
You want fucked off, you want reasons to hate the fucki g world? How about sinking into the feeling of problem solving via .308 to the cunting temple.

Most of you know I'm a total cunt. I hate people nearly as much as I hate myself. But I'm worse like this.

I was in my late 30s when I found out I had the mental. Till then, I spent life in a perpetual state of rage because everyone else seemed to be good at being a person and I couldn't do it. When I realised, there was a sense of relief beyond that of my kids being born healthy.

What the fuck do I do now though? I know what the problem is and what was working to fix it doesn't work anymore.

And to top it off, typing this hasn't helped in the fucking slightest.

Ps, you're all cunts

[AllanB]

Try some positive chants Drew. Love thyself and all that.

I'm assuming your body has decided that the dose you have been on is now the new normal and strayed back into the special zone.

No doubt some drug company has a alternative that will cost more and last another twelve months.

Try some positive chants Drew. Love thyself and all that.

[Grumph]

Drew...Take a sledgehammer to the GN you've been given. It's worth exactly the same as broken scrap as it is whole.

Working up a sweat on that POS will help....Natural endorphins are much better than the anti depressants.

[oldrider]

Here's a fucking rant for you cunts.

I'm 9 months into a year long prescription of anti mental pills. THIS SHIT HAS DECIDED TO STOP FUCKEN WORKING!!!!
You want fucked off, you want reasons to hate the fucki g world? How about sinking into the feeling of problem solving via .308 to the cunting temple.

Most of you know I'm a total cunt. I hate people nearly as much as I hate myself. But I'm worse like this.

I was in my late 30s when I found out I had the mental. Till then, I spent life in a perpetual state of rage because everyone else seemed to be good at being a person and I couldn't do it. When I realised, there was a sense of relief beyond that of my kids being born healthy.

What the fuck do I do now though? I know what the problem is and what was working to fix it doesn't work anymore.

And to top it off, typing this hasn't helped in the fucking slightest.

Ps, you're all cunts

You and your family (parents and siblings that I know/knew) have so much love and affection within you - as demonstrated with your late foster brother.

It grieves me to think that this is a genuine cry for help and that at this moment there is nothing that I know of that I can do to help you.

Hang in there and try to fill your head with positive self talk and see if you can get some assistance to get you back on track.

Thoughts are with you, Cheers, John.

[Drew]

Not a cry for help. Just a vent.

[Autech]

Hang in there Drew. My limited understanding of drugs is they can go out of balance occasionally so the doctors have to make some adjustments then you will be back on track.

Agree with Grumph on the physical endorphins too, go for a long arsed run or smash up a GN. Hard to dwell when ya too knackered to lift ya arms or ya arse off the couch.

Kia kaha cunt

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[sidecar bob]

Not a cry for help. Just a vent.

Stop peaking out bro

[Drew]

Drew...Take a sledgehammer to the GN you've been given. It's worth exactly the same as broken scrap as it is whole.

Working up a sweat on that POS will help....Natural endorphins are much better than the anti depressants.

I struggle to destroy a riding bike, no matter what it is. Gonna ride it down the road to the workshop shortly, if I tire of it in 2.8km I shall take your advice.

Stop peaking out bro

Would that i could.

[granstar]

Here's a fucking rant for you cunts.


Ps, you're all cunts

Use of such language has been curbed with my bunch of friends so we now replace the C bomb with the word "Forkseal".
So anyone listening into bike conversations (Those who should be obeyed types) will be unsuspecting.

"My bikes forkseal leaks a lot". ….

"Yeah I got problems with those cunts too!".

Drew you're a good cunt for noticing and being honest. Go for a relaxing long ride, does wonders for the soul

[oldrider]

Not a cry for help. Just a vent.

Well vented - had me guessing thinking - seriously WTF?

[dangerous]

FFS... im sitting here half cut on whisky with scumdog hanging to get up some cunts arse... were the hell are ya KB losers at

[Laava]

Heading south from Waipu a week ago there were three trucks heading up the Brynderwyns. As my mates and I caught up, and they got to the passing lane, the rear truck pulled over as if he was going to overtake. Both trucks at the back were from TDL transport carrying identical refrigerated containers. This pair of cunts just jockeyed with each other he entire length of the passing lanes, which are prob about 4 km at a guess? By the time we got to the last stretch, there was prob about twenty cars behind doing about 30kmh, and a cop car had caught up and had seen what these clowns were up to. So the pair of them got pulled and made our day, in fact, like anal sex, it made my whole week!