It is Against the Law
I was going to continue the to be continued story but Trail Rider Magazine is running the entire story in an upcoming issue. I am bound by law and threats from men with heavily dippy doo'ed hair that if I continued with the story I would be forced to eat at Cracker Barrel until my heart exploded.
Trailrider.com is the web site and if you feel compelled to read the rest of the story, well just sign up, pay your dues and you can join in the fun. I do feel kinda bad for you the reader,for missing out on a tale of truth,terror and the American way. JW
Labels: Eat Chicken For Profit
posted by josh williams @ 18:30
14 Comments
14 Comments:
This post reads like a teaser.
Ha. two bikes in one shot, nothing more needs to be said :)
If I had the money to spend on Trailrider Magazine, I would be with twin midget hookers right now!!
clea: Nope just the dang truth. My Mule were the dang truth can be found.
mone: Its not what you think...What do you think?
zen: When I was a wee lad my brother toilets started a fight between myself and a dwarf. I was wee and smaller than the dwarf but I held my own against him, strong powerful farm dwarf against a little scrawny city lad. Although out classed It was a tie, so I am happy for you and your midget fantasy but me I just don't think I could perform, I have midget issues.
I am glad a German milkmaid in pigtails and a dirndl dress never kicked my ass when I was a kid...
I would be one fantasy down, and I don't think the spank bank could stand to lose one fantasy.
zen: Now history is not what you are attempting to rewrite. I engaged in a good old fashion school bus fist fight with a genuine dyed in the wool farm dwarf, a man among men.
Smedly (his blog name) is a fine man, we were children and we both respect one another. He has never been a milkmaid, he was a hay bailing style of dwarf.Until you have bailed hay you cannot judge.In other words farmers are as a rule strong. So I did not engage in a fight to the finish with any sort of beer stein carrying dwarf, he was a bona fide, world power (per capita) dwarf and it was a draw.
I am not proud of this but I also take pride in the fact that pound for pound I held my own. So lets talk about something else.
So how about those elections? Now thats something I have not heard about lately, whats up with that?
Well, take off your pants if you can't deliver the other goods!
Erin: I just put my pants on! OK, hold on....now there off....I'd better put them back on there is a crowd gathering outside my office.
Do the other members of your motorcycle gang know that you were publicly humiliated in front of your peers by a farm dwarf?
That is one warm-and-fuzzy, "accepting" motorcycle gang.
I'll bet they have paisley leather jackets and call themselves, "Hell's Therapists."
zen: I like the name, if I form a gang "Hells Therapists" would be top on my list.
I do not belong to a bike gang or club, to much politics, however most of my riding buddies have heard this true story, true story as in not a tall tale, much like a dwarf.I have told the story so many times and stay with the truth but I always use the farm dwarf angle which never fails to get a laugh, I suppose because everyone knows farm dwarfs are powerful.
My brother toilets the one who started the fight, does not wear paisley however he does have tie died jerseys and he just ordered for advertising on his bike, graphics with a tie dye background...
The farm dwarf story has a certain credibility, because it is just simply too bizarre to be untrue.
I like the combination of tie-dyed and biker--though if you are a tie-dyed biker, you would not know whose ass to kick at Altamont.
(Bad joke.)
zen: Its true the dwarf story, I will have to contact my brother to verify, maybe he can fill give you his side of the story.
Yes the tie-die, now if you really look at it, we primarily ride off-road bikes, trails and such. Bikes that the Harley crew would scoff at, however the trail is much more rugged than the road, anyone can push a button on a bike and ride into a truck.It takes a special person to kick start a bike, ride it into the wilderness and ride it off a cliff. There is a reason bikers are so big, it is because they do not burn many calories, trail riders, burn many calories riding, falling picking up the bike, crying because they are lost in the wilderness etc.
When I ride my street legal bike off-road bike on the road I wear a helmet, boots etc. Why? Because when you ride off-road you know how often you can fall, you realize this gear does help keep you from breaking and the street; every damn fool in America is on the street.(bundle up)
Serve Asian Charcoal Chickens for Profit.
toby: Now thats good eatin'!
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