Staying alive is harder every day...

Then have some rum in hot coffee with a bit of butter honey and a dash of cinnamon.

 

I am crushed. Now WTF will la chicapoo write about? I was hoping you would dump your wife and we could move to NY, get married and live happily ever after and maybe even move in with Crusty.

 

I have sworn off mountain biking cause as hard as it would be for you to believe, south Florida actually has some hellacious trails, and you can fall and total yourself.

You wouldnt wana move in with him BB, cause he is in some remote arse place (Saskatchewan or some bumble fuck place) which dont even have indoor plumbing, you know how cold its gona be having to take a morning dump in an out house? COLD ; )

 

I ride both on and off road. When I ride off road I am much more relaxed because I ride within self imposed limits. I still screw up and hurt but have never come close to dying. On the street I (and the law) have much stricter limits imposed. I generally follow those limits. Still I face death as soon as I start mixing company with cars. Idiots exist on 2 and 4 wheels. I am on an equal footing with the 2 wheel kind. I have much more concern for the 4 wheel kind. So much so as to occupy my attention even more so than any other factor when they are present. Both are relaxing and fun. Off road has less limitations. On road is more demanding and dangerous. IMHO.

 

Looks like from the pic you are on somebody's golf course. This in not allowed in my hood.

 

Now THAT'S more like it. :tongue:

 

That's part of my land and it is most certainly allowed.

 

Wish I had a putting green.

 

I'm sure your butter gets plenty of action with the boyz here

 

More like a sand wedge for my land! What kind of wedge would you give him chicky?

 

Only if they are within driving range.

 

These are kind of mucho matcho in a bike sort of way. Just the thing with a thong.

STRIKER LEOPARD women's bootie high wedge - Steve Madden

They only seem pricy but Chica did scam her insurer for some bucks and has plenty. I wear a 10 1/2 E in a shoe or boot and the Burger King size in a thong.

 

Either Burger King or McDonalds is getting rid of their human mascot. The brain cells are failing now, sure it has to do with politcal correctness.

Why do I even know Steve Madden, Wimmins shoe designer. :sad:

Why do women buy shoes? So other women can't

 

I think you are right about that. The next question would be is why they buy shit three sizes too small?

 

:focus:

so, it's good to see that you have, at least for now, decided not to give up riding. In the 16 years now that I've been riding, I've seen a few go down, and only one go down hard. He was drunk, tried to go through some slow (30mph) S curve, found the guard rail instead. He lost a lot that night, including his lively hood. He had a CDL, which means any DUI charge and it's pretty much gone for a few years at least. I wasn't there a couple of times, luckily, or I might have thought long and hard about giving it up as well. But I'm still here, still riding, still enjoying the seat time. I am on the constant watch for the cagers, things in the road, and the list goes on.

Now that a long buddy of mine has his motorcycle endorsement, I think I may have found someone new to ride with. Most of the people around here that I ride with that I trust is a very short list. Other than my wife, I am thinking about 3 or 4.

I too have never had anyone chase me, but I have had people come over in my lane, or ride my back tire. I just slow way down, let them go by me. If they can't get around, I guess they will be doing 15 in a 35 then. I've had passengers call the police for people tailgating me. I've had people I know kick in doors, remove side mirrors, with leaving them a verbal warning of look next time. I've waited for those that pull out in front of me, get beside them (if safe) knock on their window and ask them if they even saw me or not. Then I tell them to pay the F&*% attention because it's my life at risk. It isn't only the young & old, but even the middle-agers alone in their car, just brain dead at that moment.

As another buddy of mine once said, "It wasn't me, it may affect me, but it wasn't me, so I'll keep on keeping on, and go riding again tomorrow."

 

Kinda abstruse

Me thinks that Big Mac's are made out of Ronald's and when they run out of Ronalds they the hamburger flippers. Have to give props to the movie Soylent Green - Maybe the Whopper is also made out of people.

When they do buy those teeny tiny shoes they should come with a care-package of bandades for their toes and ear plugs for us, so we dont have to hear em wine ; )

 

We can only speculate on most of the above, but if BK is really doing that I will never go in one of those joints again. Prying something out of one's cold dead hands takes on new meaning..