aus.moto

See, now you're going to give that poor little 'its' an identity
crisis with all your talk of trenches and freedom - it won't know
whether it's a possessive pronoun or a contraction, but it'll know
it's important! It's likely to get delusions of grandeur and get above
its station, Clem, and it'll be all down to your bloody egalitarian
bloody "fighting in the trenches" rhetoric!!!!

Don't you know that the life of an apostrophe witch is already hard
enough?.... All these years, fighting to maintain the standards, fly
the flag, apostrophise correctly.... when all I wanted....

was to be a Lumberjack......

betty

 

It had lights that intermittently went out, usually while rounding a
corner on Castle Hill at night...

An engine that spluttered to a halt 50km into a 1300km ride to Brissie,
leaving me at a mosquito filled swamp at dawn.

A basic inability to go 100kms out of town without dying.

Then there were the two prangs...

I figure it was trying to kill me. I've seen the movie "The Car". I know
where the demon soul of that thing ended up.

After I abandoned it and hitch-hiked to Brissie, it was salvaged, sold
and it was last seen with the new owner screaming obscenities at it on a
servo forecourt.

 

You fought at el Alamein ??? Wow !!!


Onya bike...

Gerry

 

In the trenche's with Fros'ty apparently,


Bill

 

Died too!

 

[guffaw]
Total aside but I've got a young bloke in my group at work who had never
seen any Monty Python, South Park, Hitch-Hiker's Guide, Young Ones etc etc.
Fark; he'd never even heard "Stutter Rap" by Morris Minor and the Majors so
I've taken it upon myself to be the corrupting influence and I've been
loading him up with DVDs and AVIs as well as long (and no-doubt boring)
explanations and recitals of sketches and relational references spanning
40-odd years.
It's keeping me highly amused (and a few other of the oldies around me too)
but poor Michael just looks kinda' willing-but-confused!

 

If the saying is true that the victor writes history, I don't think any
Nazi is in a position to correct Clem on this occasion.

Nev..
'07 XB12X

 

OK; this is where I went wrong.
I persisted with my F2 and replaced the clutch and alternator but it always
picked the furthest point from home to mysteriously break down (and then
always started up again just as I was trying to show the tow-vehicle driver
what the problem was).
The feller who bought it stole my helmet. (I would've gladly given him my
daughter!!)

 

[applause]
Clem

 

N'o d'oubt a'bout it.

Onya bike...

Gerry

 

Posting posthumously is against the rules!



Onya bike...

Gerry

 

I dont k'now why he put optimax in his tyres.

Onya bike...

Gerry

 

Godwin.

 

Yebbut the thread was dead anyways

JL

 

Johno puts Viagra in his coffee to stop deflation I'm told.

I've heard that off road riders put slime in their tyres to stop deflation.

It doesn't seem much of a stretch to optimax in his tyres [1]


G-S

[1] You'd probably have to split the bead to fix the spokes afterwards
though...

 

Shouldn't you have invoked Godwin when the spelling Nazi appeared and
before Nev?


G-S

 

Makes them almost as old as you Gerry

 

You stop aging when you die. My grandad was born in 1871 and he's still 96.

Theo

 

I'd say there's at least a good argument that you keep aging at least
until your body stops decomposing...

 

OK, my grandad is 137.

Theo