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As we walk out to our bike (fate intervenes) who is parked right behind me, but the lady (who told me all British Bikes S**KS) with her boy friend who is frantically trying to get his Harley to start. By the time we got our gear on he had five of his friends working on the PIG and all it would do is spit and back fire. So I look at her to make sure she is looking at me and I hit the button fires right up.




It was her misery that hoopied up the bike...

"Let your soul shine, It's better than sunshine, It's better than moonshine, ****** sure better than rain." -ABB