Tiger Tiger

Ahhhhhhhgggg.......creeping me out........

 

OK bear thats a funny
avatar...Think I've seen that company before........

 

creep along the jungle floor,,, pouncing flying with a roar, catch your pray eat it down. lay in the sun without a frown. Tiger, tiger, orange and black, stalking sneaking hanging back........

 

YouTube - The Wonderful Thing About Tiggers (Sing Along Songs)

I cannot believe this has not been posted here yet.

 

cause tiggers are a wonderful thing, they're tops are made out of rubber, their bottoms are made out of springs....they're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy, but the most wonderful thing about Tiggers is....I'm the only one....(or something like that)


tigger, tiger. toemaytoe tomahtoe..........

 

you skipped "fun fun fun fun fun"

 

uh yeah keep quiet newbie nobody asked for your input I got more time on the toilet than you got riding a ......................oh wait, sorry wrong thread..uh yeah your right forgot the fun fun fun fun, part...

 

hee hee hee


One of my favorite lines,"I got more time on the shitter than you have..."

 

one of my military favorites hee heee


another one:

" where are you from private?'

"Texas!!!!"

"Holy shitt..Texas?!....the only things that come from Texas are steers and queer, and I don't see any horns.....so that pretty much narrows it down!!!!!"


One of my drills ACTUALLY said this. I busted out laughing and got jumped by the other three..My arms were sore from doing a ton of pushups that afternoon...

 

it's a killer machine, it's got everything.....

 

from what i see , concrete is god and money is paper best spent on fire wood. the left shoe may be bigger but the left glove is always on the other heel.

timothy leary had the right idea
many people who but only the few have forgot

en one the 3rd day when the sun

otherwise en od
franklin signed the declaration of independece but onl

frankly i dont care what you i like tigers, they eat meat too

 

exactly now you know

 

I was just about to say the exact same things.

 

Could it be that your assumptions regarding your insights have left you blind and with no recourse but to return to your assumptions? Branching far from the tree has left you out on a limb to be sure, but how is it possible that what you deny is in fact that which you propose. Kind sir, what you propose cannot possibly be said and goes without saying, unless perhaps an entire new language is used. Are you assuming that we all can understand your proposal minus the assumptive power contained in your current statements? I leave the details to you of course, and in the course of insightful language used it may be possible that you will return, at which point I would imagine you may feel some remorse. Don't do it, continue to push forward, go farther out on that limb, make the tree your own. Take no advice that assumes insights in an apriori fashion, let the discourse guide you to new highs and lows. Let reticence to change cloud your reason so that you may from it continue to make all around conscious of latent ability, then scatter those clouds so that they may be formed anew.. Only then can it be possible to then change those assumptions and bring them back to their rightful original position.

Challenging, you say? Possibly, if thats the assumption you make.

 

Uhhh... Peyote buttons?

 

dis iz troof

 

Not an impossible scenario to imagine if one only takes the time. Expanding outward in as many directions innummerable as kernels of corn in an Indiana cornfield it becomes easily readable and read easily. Perhaps then the case could be made that without the wandering thoughts generated by random chance the monolitic blackness of a seamy soul destroying monster of job like this one would crush a lesser, more sensitive man. Think not that you are immune from it's long talons. It looks for you daily. It is everywhere and nowhere. Just maybe you think that your mundane existence offers you succor somehow, that you can not possibly be at the level of significane required to attract it's attention. You cannot escape and no amount of diversions will grant you the amnesty you seek. Still and languid, sparks of jerking recognition awaken it to your presence. Flying wihout leaving the ground is the one and only escape. Believe it. It is the one true escape. When you feel it closing in, when a glimpse is visible, then the realization will come to you. Possibly, you may feel that a soul destroyer can be beaten or that it isn't happening to you. Pity the wage whore you think, I have what it takes to defeat the slow insidious blackness. You do not. Fly without flying. Make the thing go fast as you dare. At the point where no more input can be dealt with, at the intersector of the arcs drawn by the onrush of new input and the reactions necessary to prevent catastrophe, the dull blackness begins to subside. It cannot survive there. Sometimes when I stand up real quick I get dizzy............

 

watching for something

 

I am posting it here just because I don't know another location....

was at another dealership the other day to get some oil. Was talking with the owner about the lack of miles on my bike. Said a guy who retired from there recently brought his 1990 G'wing in - that he bought new from them - for the 522,000 mile checkup. yes. 522 THOUSAND mile checkup. Engine has never been apart, and is supposedly running the original clutch. Thing is, this is not his only bike. Had a mid 90's 'wing that was wrecked due to a deer with over 100k on it.

I guess it was always a joke with him of not what did you do over the weekend, but where did you go....

I was just thinking about the seat time he would have to put in to get that....

 

Wow! That's as much as 26,100 miles per year for 20 years! That's a lot of tires!