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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by ilmostro, May 1, 2006.
But what about that awesome countersteer I've got going on?
I'm keeping my mouth shut.
No kidding. This is all old stuff. May as well post pics of the day you bought the Aprilia Atlantic scooter.
I really need to start hanging out with a better class of people....
There you happy now!!!
I won't be happy until they FREE VESPAFITZ!!!!!!!!!!
"2006 the Year of the 'Mostro", hell I got nothing better to do, bring it on
They are taking lessons from me. Slow learners.....
He has to be free. You don't think anyone will pay for him do ya?
back to work Beeotch
I dont wanna complian but your posting is abysmally slow for someone who is under employed.....
Your slackin' (or has Linzi got you on that honey doo list..?).
One for my home skillet Komet.
We miss you Dale
You had to go and (f word edited 'cause I'm not in JoMomma ) up an otherwise perfectly good report with some lame-ass Nascar references, didn't you?
What would a Daytona be without some gratuitous T&A?
I have repented with some bootay shots
Perhaps a few weird and wonderful bikes...
Soon it was time to call it a day and head back to kamp Kraut.
Jack90210 made an appearance and brought the NJ mafia with him.
Pengaleng set fire to all the lawn chairs last year so RC, DD and 90210 were forced to sit on the ground.
With rumbling tummies, we set sail to the Bowery to fill up on wings :dg
KV, LobbyWife, Lobby and GoodTill (?) who is doing a line right there on the table
Dakar21, Dakar21Dad and Mccasksl...
KBM gets choked by MsTerlit for forgetting to torque the toilet seat ans KBM looks on ih horror.
A random picture of some thing that KBM wanted me to take a picture of
Shlitz and grits gives you the ....
Back to the Kamp and time to light the Starfish!
KBM says "Nothing says classy like port from a Gators cup"
LabRat begs to differ.
Forget spin the bottle, it's pass the bottle.
For some strange reason one of the pizza boxes from the night before had phone numbers on it. None of us could remember who the numbers belonged to so DD started calling while KV prepared the toe jam for tomorrows breakfast.
DD says "Dood. I don't want no muthrafuckin jam on my toast beyatch"
The neighbours started giving us the evil eye so we took the party to the pool. We had phones and we had the pizza box.
In this shot, Motornoggin blows any chance he ever had with RNG. As he is throwing her ass under the bus, she is listening in on the speaker phone
It was shortly after this last picture was taken that the fecal matter hit the rotary oscillator. I have been threatened with a slow and painful death by KBM if I ever make the photos public.
So if you want to see them you'll have to PM me
That's just wrong (but funny)