Winja, you're all class, as usual.
Me, I'm Simon.
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Toaster....... well, it's Toaster.
............. my mother didn't have any imagination.
My dad wanted to name me Throgmortin. Unfortunatly my mother didnt. But you can
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
parents wanted to call me Sarah Jane...areseholes
WINJA....heres the play ...I Aint one will never be one. Damn pissed this thread got to this
My roof needs painting
dave - obvious innit !!
hmm... not sure I want to tell you lot my name..![]()
David must play fair with the other kids, even the idiots.
Me Martin......
....... Parts/Accessories Legend Extrodinaire![]()
Motorcycing is not a hobby, It is a way of life!
Missed forever! NEVER FORGOTTEN!!
LIVE ON MY FRIENDS!
Friends dont let friends ride Hyosungs
Blairos = Blair![]()
I used to be indecisive, but now I'm not so sure...
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