“Motorcycles are no longer a cheap mode of transport, they’re now recreational vehicles.” - Larry Hagman on Discovery Channel
The other night I was watching a video someone taped from the discovery channel. I think the program was called “The history of Harley-Davidson Motorcycles”. I enjoyed the video even though I’m not a Harley fan.
Anyway, this […]
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Two mean looking bikers are sitting on their big V-Twins in front of Cape technical college waiting to pick up a third. Minding their own business.
White Toyota with 3 gentlemen with thick golden chains around their thick necks pulls up and parks about 2 cm from said big V-Twins, obviously trying to scare them into […]
Fresh out of Prozac, Billy takes his chewed-up keyboard out from behind his ear and spoils us with this little gem. It even has a poem and everything (well, sort-of).
Stay off the Prozac Billy , we love you in this mood!
A poem by Billy Badass
I’m thinking of a number between 457 and 500.
This is the […]
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This morning on my way to work (yes I do work) I was sitting at the lights trying to pick my nose through an open visor and minding my own business.
It’s Wednesday, so you know what that means… FRESH UNDIES ALL AROUND! No wait, that’s Tuesday. Wednesdays are sleep-late-and-dream-up-some-lame-excuse-for-bring-late day.
The BFFH weaved amongst the taxis and cars on the taxi hell run from the City Center to the start of the N2… It’s 5pm, rush hour, and the BFFH weaves amongst the taxis and cars on the taxi hell run from the City Center to the start of the N2. The taxis are […]
From the IUB annals of Lost Prose…
Saturday. This day had special significance to me. Apart from being a Saturday it also marked the day when my bike had it’s birthday. And to celebrate it I had a special day planned. I was going to go and visit one of my buddies, who’s a welder by […]
