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Discussion in 'The Perfect Line and Other Riding Myths' started by SCQTT, Apr 16, 2009.
They can be. When they be sporting their assless chaps.
Also Thursday night drunks...
Ya big dummy!
Aunt Esther: Fred Sanford, the wrath of God will strike you down.
Fred Sanford: And this Louisville slugger will knock you out.
Aunt Esther: Woodrow and I are going to have a baby.
Fred Sanford: Well somebody better call the zoo.
Fred Sanford: Goodbye, dear
Aunt Esther: Oh, you called me dear.
Fred Sanford: Why shouldn't I call you DEER? You look like Bambi's father!
Aunt Esther: Who you calling ugly, sucker?
Fred Sanford: I'm calling you ugly, I could push your face in some dough and make gorilla cookies.
Thank you ladies and germs, my Harley and I are here all week.....Don't forget to try the veal and tip your waitress.
Killboy please start taking pictures, I can't take much more of this .
What used to be a subscribed thread has become - I'll check ever so often thread. The key word in the title is "failure" and has been for a while, imo.
It has lost the zeal of the early days.
at least y'all aren't contributing to the blather.
Well Stephen, in this first picture I'm braking like hell PRIOR to entering, getting as much weight as possible transferred to my left peg (both feet if they will fit on it), hanging off like I'm trying to touch my chin to the pavement, all while saying a prayer and putting on my evel knievel cape preparing for my flight into the woods.
This feels MUCH less threatening. Scrub speed if possible, steer for the clear path, and GET ON THE GAS BEFORE ENTERING!
in my case I would search for the clearest path. Since I do not have the superhuman braking skills so many here seem to posses, I wold be praying "Mother of ABS brakes please don't fail me now!"
I have has similar experiences, not that bad and I have been able to slow enough to make it thru. Then I pulled over and walked up and down the road for a bit.
Maybe the jokes are 205 but I thought they were funny.
But then I think Fred Sanford and his Aunt Esther are funny too.
Definitely 205. Back in 1986 my wife bought one of the new 883 Evolution Sportsters. When we walked in the showroom and up to an 883, the salesman came over, eagerly pointed to the floor under the bike, and exclaimed "LOOK! NO OIL!" oser
So this joke is at least 2(0)5 years old.
i always thought it was a bad thing when no oil leaked out......it ment it was empty
these yokes are no different than the "lucas - prince of darkness" yokes regarding the infamous british electronics mfr. anyone who takes offense needs to chill...
or commenting on the blather...
I would never stoop so low as to comment on blather
Hey, I used to own a '72 Land Rover.....I was on a first name basis with the Dark Prince. :eek1
Sure, I can laugh about it.......now.
You're taking the Harley jokes pretty personally these days.
It's all in fun.