W-Well that's all folks... Enjoy...
In uk.rec.motorcycles, Owen belched forth and ejected the following: **** off you lazy shits. I have to work today.
Aaaaaaawwww I will mostly be blatting round removing the tiny bit of chicken strip I have left i suspect ) keep on truckin
In uk.rec.motorcycles, Monz belched forth and ejected the following: I've hurt my back ;o) I'm back home! Looks away now if you don't care to read this long and boring bit: Got in, had no vehicle... They found a vehicle, loaded it, fuel pump fucked (what a surprise) reloaded it onto another. Went out, load came loose so there's me on me tod trying to move tons of stuff at the side of the road - sorted that and then discovered I only had half the load I needed for today. Went back, had to shift cages that probably weighed upwards of a ton, went out again, still not all of load, went back, had to raise bulkhead - oops! That's when my back went. I must point out it hasn't /actually/ gone but the way it told me to **** off I really think it'd be foolish in the extreme to provoke it further. Getting back on the R1[1] to go home was err.. interesting. [1] Every time I've taken it in I've had some fucking shit. Bad omen I reckon.
<Private Fraser mode on> You're DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMED <PFMoff> It's that jinxed R1......Give you a tenner for it to save you from further disasters and injury...
In uk.rec.motorcycles, .. belched forth and ejected the following: Even on the way back home on it it fucking rained. I haven't been anywhere on it yet where it hadn't rained or been covered in salt. It might come to that but I'd want more than a tenner. In fact, I'd want more than a hundred. More than a thousand, in fact. Lots more
