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Get some poster board and cut a stencil so you can spray paint "this property insured by Colt Firearms and isn't worth dying for" all over that bike cover

Don't even fucking say a word. I like potato chips, and can't eat them very much or I'll get fat. I tried out these Pringles Fat-Free chips because they were super low-cal. BBQ flavor. the fuck. The can said they had 70 calories per serving, which meant the whole can had 490 calories inside total. I could munch through a can in a day with my lunch, dinner, etc. So I got several cans, and began enjoying one a day for the past four days. But what they dont fucking tell you... Except in tiny print you cant read without a fucking electron microscope ...is that the primary ingredient is something called "olean" which I have since learned is Latin for "Unwashable & Indestructible Ass Grease." Oh Yeah. I'm not even kidding. So today, while I'm standing in the living room debating whether or not Laundry or Dishes will get done first, I get the urge to fart. I live alone, so sweet. I let the honk loose and its wrong. Something just sounded wrong. I know my own wind, and I have never farted a sound that sounded like a fart wrapped in a pillow. Oh yes, something was very wrong. I had just shat myself. But this evil olean makes shitting yourself sound almost like a regular fart, and had I not been particularly attentive, it could easily have gone unnoticed, I'm telling you. THAT's how utterly covert and evil this olean stuff is. What the fuck?! What if I'd gone out to hang with friends or gone for a drive, what then? So I walk carefully to the bathroom and disrobe. before I even sit on the toilet, I wad paper and carefully wipe from the front. Sure enough, it was light brown, and had the texture of soft spackle. You fucking Pringle bastards. I sat down and pushed a bit, and lo, out came a jet that I didnt even feel an urge for one minute earlier. It piled in the bowl like brown marshmallow fluff. The problem rose when I tried to wipe. I went through a whole fucking roll of TP and could not get it all off me. So I jumped in the shower. Yep, its gross, but it had to be done. There I stood, water pouring down, cheeks spread, and using my own hand to make certain I'm clean. That was when I discovered that after using my hand to wipe myself (before I soaped the area) my hand came back covered in some sort of transparent grease. It was so fucking foul. The grease made water bead off my hand. It was tacky too, and very difficult to manage. So I grabbed the bar of soap and went to work. You fucking Pringle bastards. The bar of soap came away coated in grease as well, and would no longer wash. I had to turn the water to hot and massage the soap for five minutes to get it to the point where I could use it again. It took me an hour to get the fucking grease off my pucker. I shudder to think of what its doing INSIDE ME right now, but I will damned sure never eat that shit again. Fucking Pringle bastards. This is where the joke about "anal leakage" came from. its real. Fuck Pringles. Location: Inside the skinny jeans of a dirty Seattle hipster posted to instagram

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OZRDnTuMSIo

2013 Ninja 300. Gots about 250 miles now and now have Leo Vince slip on http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVxIsbArsRo http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tc91HWzjaZc

During a lady's medical examination, the doctor says, "Your heart, lungs,pulse & blood pressure are all fine. Now, let me see that little thing which gets you ladies into all kinds of trouble." The lady starts taking off her clothes but is interrupted by the doctor. "No! No!" He says, "Please don't remove your clothes; just show me your tongue!"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrDkzDzQCr4

cats are very good judges of character. if they constantly snub you, its because they know you're an asshole.

Yes...I was in high school when Olean (olestra) came out. The health discussions were that 2% of people would have a "negative reaction" to the ingredient. I was driving with my parents from Ohio to Long Island, NY to visit my grandparents. Nearing the NJ border and several hours into the trip, we stopped for gas and my mother bought some Lay's "Wow!" chips. I ate two potato chips and didn't like the taste... Not 15 minutes later, we make it to NJ and I'm riding in the far back seat of our Caravan. I DOUBLE OVER in abdominal pains. I was a healthy, well-built high-schooler and within a minute I was curled in the fetal position, near tears, in a cold sweat on a minivan bench seat. The rest of my family was wondering WTF was wrong with me whilst happily munching away at the bag-o-chips. Long and DISGUSTING story short, I made my parents pull over a half dozen times throughout NJ so I could destroy some gas station toilets. I mean, it was like Trainspotting and "The Worst Toilet In All Of Scotland" every stop we went and I didn't even care. By the time I was totally cleaned out, we still had three hours through NYC, the boroughs, and the rest of Long Island. Despite the sharp, stabbing abdominal pains throughout the trip, I didn't mess myself like that guy. Olean was far and away the worst digestive issue I've ever experienced in my life. Unlike food poisioning or stomach illnesses we've all had, I actually felt fine by the time we got to our destination...after one last clearing-of-the-baffles. My parents and I joke about it to this day. I still get wary when Baked Lays come across my way (which I do like)...any low-cal chip I immediately scan the label for Olean or olestra in the ingredients.

Kinda sucks so many people got together to help him out and get him back on 2 wheels and then he just disappeared

Spring has come alright!! All over the roads and our cars! :op:

No sense in working up a sweat. :fuckyeah:

I have the Latigo suit. Its a good bang for the buck with lots of features (including sliders). Its good for a novice or intermediate track day rider, advance riders and racers will want to go to a higher level. I would buy it again since I am an intermediate track day rider. Check out the STG review video on you tube. Latigo (track day) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZYi7OxFht0 Adrenaline race suit http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Kjrmd5r7s0 Here is another thread on the Latigo suit http://www.ohioriders.net/showthread.php?t=97114

negative imaginary rep and frowny faces :( for smashweights for getting my hopes up. I've got 6-10" drifts around my car that I have to dig now.

All the important hand signals ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8zKQv2dc-cM

Everybody knows that even when covered in plastic those old Mosins still smell like a Russians toenails.

I don't believe everyone knows what that means. I've been waved at, helmet tapped back, and given the bird.

This isn't some fraternity hazing bullshit with pledges or some rite of initiation, either you're a sociable person that fits in with this community or you're not. It's perfectly fine if you're not, sometimes people don't get along. It's human nature, and it happens. You (Nachos BellGrande ERN) being a douche about it doesn't help things, and I think it's more of a signal that maybe you just don't fit in here.

Dude we're going to Tennessee, cousins are fair game.

Alright, whose tat is this? I know its one of you fuckers

And just for good measure I don't really care bout the loud mouths cuz they don't ride shit but dicks. Newb to the site not the street While y'all been on here typin shit I been on the streets ridin yea I said gang u dumb fucks? Yea I said whatever u want. Where I come from u see a biker on the side of the road u stop ask if they need help u don't go on by like dumb fuck shoulda bought a Gsxr So let it be what it is a bunch of loud mouths. Some of y'all get it even if u don't care about a club or not. I ain't 16 and my feelings ain't gonna be hurt by a bunch of non ridin text warriors I didn't come on here talkin shit to some of y'all talkin dumb ass shit just the point of some kind of mutual respect. If I talk out my ass about how my bike runs 8s on the front wheel give me shit but askin a simple fuckin question to get ppl on 2 wheels instead of sittin around typin excuse me so whatever. Here's the email regalryder @ gmail. Whoevers down hit me up and all u punk bitches that waste time emailin me bout gay shit kool go on while I ride delete is only a click away. Fucked up thing is half u fucks at one point will be stuck on the side of the road and ill still stop to help another fuckin rider

I wonder if anyone will seriously order these without reading the description.

Eating Cheetos and masturbating. Why?