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I first saw him in the parking lot of the stip club and he seemed a little rustled. http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj288/Dubs740/fallingoutofsuv.gif But then once he got inside he was all dreams n no tears. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. http://h9.abload.de/img/0024_k6zzs.gif

I stumbled onto this site yesterday while researching Independent Motorsports and decided to grab an account. It seems like a fun group. A little about myself: My name is Enginerd and I am a bike-a-holic... I have been riding for about 12 years now and own both sportbikes and crusiers. My wife and I both enjoy riding and luckily there has never been an argument about buying new/different bikes. I live in the Dayton area and (obviously by my screen name) I am an engineer by trade. At the moment, we have sold off a couple of bikes (I did keep 2) and I am now in the market for a supersport and metric cruiser. One of the things that drew me in was the active For Sale section. I am extremely tired of the Craigslist game and would much rather buy from someone that cares for thier machines. I am looking forward to getting to know everyone.

Anyone seen or done this? Looks pretty fun. http://www.shootextreme.com/

Pulled pork gumbo, pulled pork salad, pulled pork tacos, pulled pork... Wait that was shrimp with bubba! Not pork with Hellmutt!

Maybe he saw the video of Gumps dance moves down at Fontana in June. What you think we all forgot about that.

By no means am I defending this mans actions but its pretty funny how when its 50 cops on 1 guy with a knife they feel the need to unload but when there evenly matched hey have their pants around their ankles.

STG's video reviews are generally good. They are described as a "value" suit, but Larry Pegram wears their stuff... I actually picked up a pair of their gloves and have been impressed. The Cortech rubber logo patches are only glued on, and the combination of 90 degree heat plus 140mph wind resulted in them flying off while on track, but that's hardly a structural or comfort issue. I would be surprised if their suits weren't of similar quality. Good, but not great. Safe, but not durable when it comes to style. I'd wear one.

When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know. I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying "Hello." I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?" Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f***ing number!" and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits. After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again. When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an asshole!" and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!" It always cheered me up. When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?" He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!" and hung up. One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking Spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number. A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had his number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshole, too. I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?" He said, "Yes, it is." I asked, "Can you tell me where I can see it?" He said, "Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax. It's a yellow rambler, and the car's parked right out in front." I asked, "What's your name?" He said, "My name is Don Hansen," I asked, "When's a good time to catch you, Don?" He said, "I'm home every evening after five." I said, "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?" He said, "Yes?" I said, "Don, you're an asshole!" Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call. Then I came up with an idea. I called asshole ..1. He said, "Hello." I said, "You're an asshole!" (But I didn't hang up.) He asked, "Are you still there?" I said, "Yeah," He screamed, "Stop calling me," I said, "Make me," He asked, "Who are you?" I said, "My name is Don Hansen." He said, "Yeah? Where do you live?" I said, "Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, a yellow rambler, I have a black Beamer parked in front." He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers." I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole," and hung up. Then I called Asshole ..2. He said, "Hello?" I said, "Hello, asshole," He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..." I said, "You'll what?" He exclaimed, "I'll kick your ass," I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now." Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Oaktree Blvd , in Fairfax , and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover. Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd. in Fairfax. I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax. I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a news crew. NOW I feel much better. Anger management really does work.

had to axe Uncle Google - i DID NOT know that previously... ...thanks for the assist, updating post.

FTFY, You forgot the obligatory sig that goes with that.

If you're not a fan of guns, what the fuck are you doing on this site?

Sunday morning: Sunday afternoon:

I usually wait until I've had several beers and then just piss on the chain to clean. Your body naturally turns the alcohol into a degreasing cleaner. Then after I'm done playing with my peter, I take the left over KY and splatter it on the chain. Haven't had any issues yet. Just don't play with your peter and splatter your chain together. It hurts........

And they all lived happily ever after, except for gump. He was charged with resisting arrest and was sentenced to 25 years in federal prison. While in prison gump met Bubba his new cell mate. Upon meeting gump Bubba was taken back how handsome gump was and couldn't believe how much gump reminded him of the models in the carhart Jean ads that Bubba used to masterbate to as a young boy. Bubba prison raped gump repeatedly over and over. The end.

Somebody has a case of the Mondays.

Officer: "why do you have that?" Gump: "my elbows aren't what they used to be" Gump gets tazed and beaten with nightstick.

ftfy...

The loot ($100 gift certificate in there as well and .twowheelsnake got one too) Great turn out this year

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