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LMAO...Nah, it's time for this old man to be turning in...the sun is supposed to shine tomorrow before the rain sets back in for a few days...gonna get up early and try to get a little road time in while I can..
And btw, that's ménage ŕ trois...and the times that I've participated in that, it involved me and a couple of hot ladies...
And, no...you can't watch...
And btw, that's ménage ŕ trois...and the times that I've participated in that, it involved me and a couple of hot ladies...
And, no...you can't watch...
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No one was trying to run you off the road just because you were on a bike...
No one was fckn with you when you stopped for a beer in the middle of nowhere and some good ol boys wanted to beat your *** just because you had long hair and rode in on a bike...
You also didn't know what it was like to break down in the middle of the night without a cell phone and road service, and have friends who would get out of bed and bring a tool box to get you home...it WAS a different culture, and you don't have a clue...
Like I said... some old farts just *think* they have it all figured out. You readily imagine you know what I have or haven't experienced, but, in typical old fart fashion, you seem to have forgotten you're not psychic. I know... in the old days, *everyone* was psychic!
And back then, the old timers weren't whining when they were talking to me, they were trying to teach me something about respect and brotherhood...and same as today, if you take the cotton out of your ears and stick it in your mouth, you might learn something...
Don't feel bad though... I'm not much a fan of people of any age who whine.
Oh... and you forgot to tell me about the old days, when you'd get that phone call at 3 am - one of your brothers asking you to bring bail money and come and pick him up from jail. You forgot to tell me about how I don't know what it's like to have no way to go get him but on the scoot, how it was 30° and raining, and how he only had his jean jacket when you got there.
If you'd turn up your hearing aid you might learn something. All the stories you imagine only ever happened in the old days, happen today all the time - just like they did then.
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LMAO...Nah, it's time for this old man to be turning in...the sun is supposed to shine tomorrow before the rain sets back in for a few days...gonna get up early and try to get a little road time in while I can..
And btw, that's ménage ŕ trois...and the times that I've participated in that, it involved me and a couple of hot ladies...
And, no...you can't watch...
And btw, that's ménage ŕ trois...and the times that I've participated in that, it involved me and a couple of hot ladies...
And, no...you can't watch...
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I was told the roads had changed and I don't know what they were like. How does riding on a bike relate to the roads changing?
You don't need to be an old fart to remember that. It still happens. I remember it from my first days on a street bike, riding in Virginia, Mississippi, and all over the east coast, south & midwest.
You're right. They were fckin with me because I was from Chicago and rode in on a bike.
Been there, done that.
Like I said... some old farts just *think* they have it all figured out. You readily imagine you know what I have or haven't experienced, but, in typical old fart fashion, you seem to have forgotten you're not psychic. I know... in the old days, *everyone* was psychic!
I might... and when I run into some old timers who are doing something other than whining, I do.
Don't feel bad though... I'm not much a fan of people of any age who whine.
Oh... and you forgot to tell me about the old days, when you'd get that phone call at 3 am - one of your brothers asking you to bring bail money and come and pick him up from jail. You forgot to tell me about how I don't know what it's like to have no way to go get him but on the scoot, how it was 30° and raining, and how he only had his jean jacket when you got there.
If you'd turn up your hearing aid you might learn something. All the stories you imagine only ever happened in the old days, happen today all the time - just like they did then.
You don't need to be an old fart to remember that. It still happens. I remember it from my first days on a street bike, riding in Virginia, Mississippi, and all over the east coast, south & midwest.
You're right. They were fckin with me because I was from Chicago and rode in on a bike.
Been there, done that.
Like I said... some old farts just *think* they have it all figured out. You readily imagine you know what I have or haven't experienced, but, in typical old fart fashion, you seem to have forgotten you're not psychic. I know... in the old days, *everyone* was psychic!
I might... and when I run into some old timers who are doing something other than whining, I do.
Don't feel bad though... I'm not much a fan of people of any age who whine.
Oh... and you forgot to tell me about the old days, when you'd get that phone call at 3 am - one of your brothers asking you to bring bail money and come and pick him up from jail. You forgot to tell me about how I don't know what it's like to have no way to go get him but on the scoot, how it was 30° and raining, and how he only had his jean jacket when you got there.
If you'd turn up your hearing aid you might learn something. All the stories you imagine only ever happened in the old days, happen today all the time - just like they did then.
those that DO will reap a lifetime of benefits, and those who DON'T will never comprehend their loss.
And we're at an impasse here...why don't we both keep our boots dry and let it go...
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And we're at an impasse here...why don't we both keep our boots dry and let it go...
Anyway... let me leave you with this. In "the old days" there were some bikers who fit a certain mold. There were also some moron riders.
Today, there are some bikers who fit that same mold, and there are some moron riders. At some recent point, you can add in the new population of people who bought a Harley because it was the "in" thing to do. Most of them were never more than weekend warriors. Along the way, maybe a few of them became bikers.
If you had 5,000 bikers in "the old days", and you have 5,000 bikers now, no matter what other groups you add on top of that doesn't change the reality that those bikers exist. I knew and saw them in "the old days" - 30 or so years ago for me, and I know and see them now.
Riding is as good as it ever was. There are many miles of great roads. Perhaps, the one thing lost in great numbers were the mom & pop places where you stopped to eat, have a drink, buy a pack of smokes, find a part to get you back on the road... you can still find them here & there, mostly in small towns away from the main highways. Certainly though, they are nowhere near as abundant as they once were.
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I still see a lot of that.
No hard feelings here... just see things from a different perspective. Kind of like me asking how people could manage to ride without a helmet or windshield with all the bugs. Depends where you live and where you ride. Some people had little clue what I meant until I posted a pic of my face shield after a short evening ride. Some times, I have to stop to clean the bugs off so I can see.
Anyway... let me leave you with this. In "the old days" there were some bikers who fit a certain mold. There were also some moron riders.
Today, there are some bikers who fit that same mold, and there are some moron riders. At some recent point, you can add in the new population of people who bought a Harley because it was the "in" thing to do. Most of them were never more than weekend warriors. Along the way, maybe a few of them became bikers.
If you had 5,000 bikers in "the old days", and you have 5,000 bikers now, no matter what other groups you add on top of that doesn't change the reality that those bikers exist. I knew and saw them in "the old days" - 30 or so years ago for me, and I know and see them now.
Riding is as good as it ever was. There are many miles of great roads. Perhaps, the one thing lost in great numbers were the mom & pop places where you stopped to eat, have a drink, buy a pack of smokes, find a part to get you back on the road... you can still find them here & there, mostly in small towns away from the main highways. Certainly though, they are nowhere near as abundant as they once were.
No hard feelings here... just see things from a different perspective. Kind of like me asking how people could manage to ride without a helmet or windshield with all the bugs. Depends where you live and where you ride. Some people had little clue what I meant until I posted a pic of my face shield after a short evening ride. Some times, I have to stop to clean the bugs off so I can see.
Anyway... let me leave you with this. In "the old days" there were some bikers who fit a certain mold. There were also some moron riders.
Today, there are some bikers who fit that same mold, and there are some moron riders. At some recent point, you can add in the new population of people who bought a Harley because it was the "in" thing to do. Most of them were never more than weekend warriors. Along the way, maybe a few of them became bikers.
If you had 5,000 bikers in "the old days", and you have 5,000 bikers now, no matter what other groups you add on top of that doesn't change the reality that those bikers exist. I knew and saw them in "the old days" - 30 or so years ago for me, and I know and see them now.
Riding is as good as it ever was. There are many miles of great roads. Perhaps, the one thing lost in great numbers were the mom & pop places where you stopped to eat, have a drink, buy a pack of smokes, find a part to get you back on the road... you can still find them here & there, mostly in small towns away from the main highways. Certainly though, they are nowhere near as abundant as they once were.