Don't worry. Most of 'em have fatter portfolios than biceps.
Lol! I once went to a town that looked very much that way wiv me fella, on the back of his super-bike - 'twas a most interesting experience, in an anthropological kind of way.
Don't think I'd care to do it again.
I won't invite you to Hollister later in our summer, then.
It's not as it used to be.
Back in the 70's if you were with your old man and he happened to lose you in a card game or trade you away for a hand-tooled leather belt, well,,,,, you had to go with whoever (or whatever) it was what owned you.
Now, they let some of the women DRIVE.
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Damn. And I bet they won't even work concert security no more, neither.
Sturgis is turning into a carnival. Originally, a group of hardened bikers would meet there every year. Word got out and soon there were hardened biker types from throughout the land -- different gangs, fights, empty whiskey bottles whizzing through the air, gunshots, knives, and death were commonplace. Soon the general public heard whispers of frenzied biker activity in the North and curious spectators dressed themselves as bikers and went to view the action. They stayed in the background and watched in awe. Years passed and the old bikers started dying. More and more psuedo-bikers arrived in their garish costumes to watch the original bikers. Now, all of the original bikers, except three, are gone. The remaining three are octogenarians and sit on their bikes in the middle of town, smacking their gums and spitting tobacco juice on the ground. 80,000 spectators stare at those three. It is indeed a sad event.
But the motel owners love it.
It was a similar event among veterans of Dubya-Dubya Two in San Berdoo which is claimed as the origin of the Hell's Angels (by that never-sober-pseudo-journalist Hunter Thompason). According to him, these vets bought surplus army dispatch motorcycles, still packed in cosmoline, and began to raise hell, 'cause of the lack of employment and housing after that war.
Could be true, at least partially. Anyone believing as gospel everything written by Thompson is invited to review my prospectus for lake-front property in Florida.
Hey, Setanta, I've got a idea, and I think it's a good one. Why don't we get some of the members of this site together and start our own motorcycle gang! We could meet once a year at various locations and terrorize small towns. We'll frighten the citizenry as we plunder and pillage and eventually burn their town to the ground. This is going to be excellent! We'll call ourselves " The Able2Know Somewhat Uncivilized Group" I can't wait. I'm going to see if I can dig up my old leather chaps and my WW2 helmet.
Don't forget to invite slappy - he loves this kinda thing !!
btw, do u have a helmet large enough to cover that hairstyle ?
Gus, we'll need to "dumb-down" in order to use the appropriate neanderthal demeanor. We'll need to do lots of ravishing of young virgins (hard to find these days), and i volunteer to take on this distasteful duty so as to spare the more sensitive among us. I'll get a copy of Brando's film and study up . . .
The "dumbing-down" part will be easy. All we have to do is watch a few episodes of the "Survivor" type shows that have been polluting the airwaves. Several hours of that should cause adequate brain death. As far as the virgins -- I did some quick research. There are seventeen in the States, three in Ireland, fourteen in England, and eight in Burkina Faso. Alas, Australia has none, so we'll have to stay away from that piece of real estate. I say we start in Burkina Faso.
There might be import license difficulties for the hogs, although Harley's may be as popular there as they are here. We could switch to motor bikes in a pinch. Them three virgins in Ireland is plug ugly and no mistake, that's the same three as was there in 1978, the last time i visited.
They got cheap beer and pork rings in Burkina Faso?
I haven't been to Burkina Faso in quite some time, but I do remember the last time there I noticed a large banner hanging over the entrance to the country. It read--
WELCOME TO BURKINA FASO. THE CHEAP BEER AND PORK RING CAPITAL OF THE WORLD
heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee . . .
i wanna koo-well hat like brando, but i ain't aridin' no Triumph--damned things overheat and shut down too easily . . .
Every night after you clean 'em up and polish 'em down, they're a virgin again. Ready to be rid hard - after about 10-15 they're broke in again
You boys! Stop that at once! Into your rooms, and think about what you have done!
No icecream.
I heard that!
No DINNER for you!
who needs ice cream, just cream for me 
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