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| Sprocket Pilot ![]() Joined: Sep 2003
Bike: 2003 Honda CGL 125
Location: South Africa
Posts: 857
| the kitchen sink.
__________________ I live in my own little world. But it's OK. They know me here. ![]() Its 106 miles to Chicago. We have a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, its dark and we're wearing sunglasses. Hey, psycho, we're not getting back together. Now get out of my Van Halen t-shirt before you jinx the band and they break up. |
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| Sprocket Pilot ![]() Joined: Sep 2003
Bike: 2003 Honda CGL 125
Location: South Africa
Posts: 857
| to flip a
__________________ I live in my own little world. But it's OK. They know me here. ![]() Its 106 miles to Chicago. We have a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, its dark and we're wearing sunglasses. Hey, psycho, we're not getting back together. Now get out of my Van Halen t-shirt before you jinx the band and they break up. |
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| Administrator ![]() Joined: Sep 2003
Bike: SV650S '05 (Blue)
Location: Gatineau, QC, Canada
Posts: 10,650
| One day I found my motorcycle covered in cream. The cream was in the carb spewing out butter that smelled like my fat uncle's long time favorite pair of sweatsocks. So I rejeted and found that often used adage, "In your Face!", had been stamped into the slide. Out of nowhere, a naked women offered me a trained monkey that could eat a lot. I said, are those real? I started thinking about that naked monkey and his uncontrollable appetite to lick salt off the backside of some hairy fat women with no hair on a minibike. When shen turned she saw that I was her brother’s friends cousin never knowing that I had inverted the last though of popcycles melting all over the steamy hot wet corn in the kitchen. Wake up for the daily ritual of cleaning out the fuzzy snot in the crack between you molars (not mine.) In the following crack you will find your large partially digested caterpillar. To remove this festering, filthy beast you must use some polished marble probes that are curved with a available, only at your local motorcycle club’s favorite strip down at the towns edge. Where else would a women that has two vagina’s and not a single idea on what she did with the box of baking soda, find that she also misplaced her "thing" that she usually keeps under the blue skies colored toolbox lingerie near her tools. (**note sure the Nope goes into the story but anyways**) Nope! she was using the tool in the bathroom to change the way she felt about plumbers crack so deep she lost her keys -permanently! Meanwhile, back in the bedroom, in the closet hidden from prying toenial clippings, smelly old torn panties with a life of about 15000 miles stank horridly. She stops and smelled a green probe that she attached a firework that makes her nostalgic. Then she pokde a badger to see if her cream covered thighs were closed. Then she found two little hedgehogs wrapped and sealed, stamped for freshness, in the freezer. %%%%%ly cream she loves to take in her basket, her little taskit to the market for some brew. That's all folks. "I'll be back.." Meanwhile, back at the evil's mechanics lair, the plans unfolded to reveal that she really was just craving a hard core candy apple. She looked forward to Uncle Bob's visit and his special foil wrapped toils. She moaned with ectasy while touching my big tire hanging from under the kitchen sink. So I started cutting my hair too short for the majority of these DANG women are killin' ME with their whining. Don't ya know they all stink when its time to flip a small metal gasket. My differential was given a... cleanup with the
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