"Grimly Curmudgeon" <(E-Mail Removed)> wrote in message
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> We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
> drugs began to take hold. I remember "Beav"
> <(E-Mail Removed)> saying something like:
>
>>> Eventually the effects subsided enough to make the attempt at driving -
>>> **** me, what a bastard.
>>
>>I get that stuff in my eyes twice a year for the blokes to photograph the
>>backs of my eyes. Stings like a bastard but I always go on my own and
>>drive
>>home squinting behind a pair of sunnies or a dark visor.
>
> I was told to wait four hours, but **** that, I was bored sitting.
> If I'd had sunglasses it would have made the journey home more bearable,
> without a doubt.
First time I went on the bike, the receptionist asked me how I'd got there.
As I was wearing the full on riding gear, I though it best not to upset her
too much, so I just said "Bus".
She actually said "That's good, because we wouldn't let you drive yourself
home".
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but I gave thanks she had **** all to
do with the photography session.
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Beav
VN 750
Zed 1000
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