naught
naught
Steve
Current Hottie: '00 R1100RT
Old Flames: FY K100RT, '80 XS850 with Vetter Quicksilver, '67 Bonnie, '66 Honda 90
I give it two days before it disintegrates into a "push me, shove you".
Somebody say something?
Dave Swider
Marin County, CA
Some bikes. Some with motors, some without.
Wutchyoosay?
Dave Swider
Marin County, CA
Some bikes. Some with motors, some without.
Kneepuckalicious outfit.
Dave Swider
Marin County, CA
Some bikes. Some with motors, some without.
What's wrong with all you people!?!?
Think of the poor bandwidth that we're wasting by posting nonsense!!
I'm such a sucker for a new post.
Oh oh, looks like Lisa just read this post
At last!
A thread I'm qualified to comment on, being an expert on nothing.
Oh wait, should I be insulted?
Rod.
Work is the curse of the riding class
Exxxccceellent thread. You've outdone yourself this time, Roy.
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Brad D. - Member #105766
'77 R100RS - Black Beauty (big pipe, baby!)
'94 R1100RS - Sylvia
Twin pots sticking out
From each side of the bike's core
Chugging down the road
Steel, aluminum
Fiberglass, plastic, rubber
Handcrafted with soul
No chain to be lubed
No radiator to fill
The airhead awaits
I can't believe how incredulous I am.
My delicate sensibilities are being offended by this discussion. Send this to the doghouse immediately. I will never read or post on this forum again. Please apologize profusely and beg me to stay.
And I have a piece of property in Brooklyn that I'd like to talk to you about.
Wherever you go, there you are.
Another Star Trec Saga
- CAN'T SEEM TO LOOK AWAY
- TRY TO DO WORK IN OFFICE
SOMETING ABOUT NOTHING (OXY
- SEND HELP . SPOCK McKOY
MICHAEL RICHARDS
MORON)
we now return you back to the BMW Owners of America
I see NOTHING! NO-THING!!
June the 4th, 1973, was much like any other summer's day in Peterborough,
and Ralph Mellish, a file clerk at an insurance company, was on his way
to work as usual when Nothing happened!
Scarcely able to believe his eyes, Ralph Mellish looked down. But one
glance confirmed his suspicions. Behind a bush, on the side of the road,
there was no severed arm. No dismembered trunk of a man in his late
fifties. No head in a bag. Nothing.
For Ralph Mellish, this was not to be the start of any chain of events which would not, in no time at all, involve him in neither a tangled knot of suspicion, nor
any web of lies, which would, had he been not involved, surely have led
him to no other place, than the central criminal court of the Old Bailey.
"The truth is incontrovertible. Malice may attack it, and ignorance may deride it, but in the end, there it is."
-Winston Churchill
2002 R1150GS
2006 FXSTDI Softail Deuce
1969 Honda Z-50 Minitrail
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