Now come on Keith. When exactly are you going to bite that bullet buddy and get into those carbs (and the rest) to unleash you're baby's true potential?
Now don't get me wrong mate, but it's your bike I'm concerned for here. Like, From memory you've been talking for some time now about "when you're ready" or some such, or am I imagining things MMM?
ie:
Quote: until I'm ready to fiddle with the carbs
I reckon I must have heard you say this 50+ times now and this last time is just one too many times now for my liking, and I'm fed up.
Time to bite that bullet buddy, no more excuses or I'll come over there and rip your blo#dy arms off
Just imagine how you would feel looking all nice and prurdy in the cosmetic department but with no real grunt. Time to get some gumption into ya (Gumption's like chryptonite but in reverse LOL) .
Actually, Stunted is one word I reckon she must be feeling like and probably neglected is the other. It's not good enough
Let's face it Keith, you'd have to agree this behaviour is sailing very close to being almost criminal and you're baby deserves better
So time's up mate. If you're not READY this winter you may even force me to ring one of those departments over there like the "Bonny Bast##disation Dept" or something like that and make a formal complaint.
Just think about that mmm? She may even be confiscated if you're not careful and given to a better home
So C'mon. Time's up - get into her brother. She deserves better.
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