ripinanroarin
Well-Known Member
This story is about "Harley mentality" LOL. I pulled into the local bike hang-out last night " Mostley harley riders" . Even before I sold my harley, I didnt stop there much...way to much biker life style. Any ways, a ruff and tumble tatoo"d biker missing 1/2 his teeth, a ring through his nose, and his pants falling down, pulls up. His bike looked in the same condition he was, LOL. Oily, wires hanging out,hot blue'd and rusted pipes," scarey" emblems plastered all over. He had a flat black skid-lid with the #13 on it ..."his IQ ?" He goes to take off his helmet and his long tangle hair gets cought in the buckle LOL. So while he is strugling to untangle him self,.. he grunts out.."WHO OWNS THE SPACE AGE DILDO"
I do...I said chuckling to my self. "why do ya ride that" he further grunts.
I looked over at his "masterpiece" and said..."why do you ride THAT !"while shaking my head. I could see that there was absolutly no sense In trying to explain the vmax story to him...he had the intelligence of a birch tree lol.
I dont believe the word "refined" was in his vocablary. He was so pathetic that I coildnt even get upset,..I'm still chuckling. :biglaugh:
I do...I said chuckling to my self. "why do ya ride that" he further grunts.
I looked over at his "masterpiece" and said..."why do you ride THAT !"while shaking my head. I could see that there was absolutly no sense In trying to explain the vmax story to him...he had the intelligence of a birch tree lol.
I dont believe the word "refined" was in his vocablary. He was so pathetic that I coildnt even get upset,..I'm still chuckling. :biglaugh: