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THIS IS FANTASTIC!
These blue powder explosions are poetic justice for a bunch of thieving creeps.
...couldn't happen to more deserving bunch of wankers.
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... and the wife not trustworthy either...
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why corn never flies
... fitting the current weather situation, a very short story...
If she says āitās just a motorcycle,ā she ain't the one... 
Thereās got to be a motorcycle equivalent of this meme about restoring old British sports carsā¦.
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My first car! 1962 model I bought in 1967. I found out early that if a rear tire goes completely flat, the factory jack will not fit into the adjacent receptacle in the frame.Thereās got to be a motorcycle equivalent of this meme about restoring old British sports carsā¦.
I found a small-is scissors jack that barely fit into the trunk with the spare tire in place. Luggage had to go behind the seats......which is the resting place for the convertible top.....so road trips had to be made with the top up. I went to the dealership shopping for a trunk hatch mounted luggage rack.....the guy behind the counter told me they were just for show....hit a significant bump with a load and I would end up with four decent size permanent dents.
First sizeable pothole I did hit stripped out the four mount bolts for the left side McPherson strut assembly.
Sold it and bought a bought a CB750K0 model.
Beautiful little car, though.
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Only those of āa certain ageā will get this one. But trust me.
"As god is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly"...
That episode was spawned from a real promotion done by Cutter Aviation in Albuquerque, NM."As god is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly"...
Now a word from the āNO HOT BEVERAGESā Departmentā¦.
At the Sunday morning church service, the minister asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers.
A lady stood and walked to the podium. She said, "I have a Praise Iād like to offer.
Two months ago, my husband, Tom, had a terrible motorbike crash and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was terrible and the doctors didn't know if they could help him."
You could hear a muffled gasp from all the men in the congregation as they imagined the terrible pain that poor Tom must have experienced.
"Tom was unable to hug me or the children," she went on, "and every movement caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a very delicate operation, which lasted for over five hours. Eventually, they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Tom's scrotum and wrap wire around it to hold it in place."
Again, the men in the congregation were unnerved and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery that was performed on Tom and all the pain he must have gone through.
"Now," she announced in a quavering voice, "thank the Lord, after six weeks, Tom is now out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his scrotum should recover completely." All the men sighed with relief.
The minister rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say. A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium.
He said, "I'm Tom."
The entire congregation held its breath. "I just want to correct my wife: the word is sternum.ā
At the Sunday morning church service, the minister asked if anyone in the congregation would like to express praise for answered prayers.
A lady stood and walked to the podium. She said, "I have a Praise Iād like to offer.
Two months ago, my husband, Tom, had a terrible motorbike crash and his scrotum was completely crushed. The pain was terrible and the doctors didn't know if they could help him."
You could hear a muffled gasp from all the men in the congregation as they imagined the terrible pain that poor Tom must have experienced.
"Tom was unable to hug me or the children," she went on, "and every movement caused him terrible pain. We prayed as the doctors performed a very delicate operation, which lasted for over five hours. Eventually, they were able to piece together the crushed remnants of Tom's scrotum and wrap wire around it to hold it in place."
Again, the men in the congregation were unnerved and squirmed uncomfortably as they imagined the horrible surgery that was performed on Tom and all the pain he must have gone through.
"Now," she announced in a quavering voice, "thank the Lord, after six weeks, Tom is now out of the hospital and the doctors say that with time, his scrotum should recover completely." All the men sighed with relief.
The minister rose and tentatively asked if anyone else had something to say. A man stood up and walked slowly to the podium.
He said, "I'm Tom."
The entire congregation held its breath. "I just want to correct my wife: the word is sternum.ā