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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:42 pm
by BlueBomber
Shorts wrote:Reminds me of Mordeth's wave....the frantic roof raisin' two hander he does in his video
You guys shouldn't be alarmed - unless you see me wave!
well eventually you'll learn how to use all of those controls with one hand, and then you'll just get bored and have to find new things to do...like wave.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 6:10 am
by qwerty
Mintbread wrote:qwerty wrote:
Watch the grammar, JCS. It's "They keep interfering with our conversations with ourselves." Of course, it could be "... myselves." Or would that be "... ourself." We can't make up our minds.
I bet you would be the life of any party...
Oh, I have a great time at parties, putting you drunken fools up to all sorts of shenanigans. Sure, I'll hold your beer while you do a burnout. Naw, you won't be going fast enough to need your helmet.
Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 11:34 am
by flynrider
qwerty wrote:Mintbread wrote:I bet you would be the life of any party...
Oh, I have a great time at parties, putting you drunken fools up to all sorts of shenanigans. Sure, I'll hold your beer while you do a burnout. Naw, you won't be going fast enough to need your helmet.
Translation : He's only the life of the party if you're really drunk
Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 7:55 pm
by qwerty
Someone has to take your keys and put them in your mailbox.
Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 7:01 pm
by Media Weasel
Sevulturus wrote:I'd rather you not wave and be comfortable, then wave and be nervous, then potentially crash
On that note - I'm riding into work on my main set of he-man, compensate-for-middle-life-crisis wheels (see also a Honda Jazz 50 cc scooter) when one of the burliest, meanest, nastiest-looking biker-guy ridin' the loudest, nasties Harley...
.... frikkin' waves at me.
Geez. What's a guy to do with the sanctity of stereotypes?
(maybe he thought I was a sexy chick.)
Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 8:19 pm
by qwerty
BWAAHAAHAAHAAHAA!!!!!
Naw, I've not noticed any more stuckity uppity among Harley riders than any other group. They all do a doubletake at my big-knobbied dual-sport, or trail bike, or whatever a TW200 is. On a couple of occasions I've had sportbikes follow and stop me after seeing me drag a footpeg in a corner. They can't believe it can be done on knobby tires. Heck, I've haven't seen another set of knobbies on the street in months, maybe even years!
I had fun at a Yamaha stealership last week. We were under a severe thunderstorm and tornado watch. Raining pretty steady when I pulled up at the Yamaha place. Stepped up on the covered front porch before removing my gloves and helmet. Let myself in, four bored salesmen clustered in the walkway.
"A little wet for riding, don't you think?" asked one.
"Only for wimps," I replied.
On my way out, one salesman piped up. "Be careful, kind of slippery out there."
"No problem,' I said, "I'm on a TW."
As I was donning helmet and gloves, the tornado warning sirens sounded. I hesitated about two seconds, then made for the bike and rode off into the storm. I figured a tornado would be better company than a motorcycle salesman. (I actually rode the 1/4 mile or so to the interstate access road, down at the bottom of a long hill, and sheltered under a bridge until the sirens stopped.)