REAL COOL SHIT - REAL BIKES, REAL CARS, REAL TUNES . . . . AND A LI'L BIT OF REAL VITRIOLIC RANTING . . . . AND A WHOLE BUNCH OF OTHER COOL STUFF THAT GIVES ME THE HORN . . . . unless otherwise stated, all words, blurbs and drivel herein are entirely mine. I hope you dig it. All my personal photos can be enlarged by clicking on the image.
Sunday, 25 August 2013
DEMOLITION PARTY CIRCA 1984, MYSELF IN A LINEUP WHOSE NAME I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER, GOOD MATES IN 'COMPLETE CHAOS', THE CROWD AND THE COPS . . . . ONE OF ONLY FAR TOO MANY OF MY SPONTANEOUS LIAISONS WITH ORIFICERS OF THE LAW OVER THE LAST THIRTY FOUR YEARS . . . . I THINK I WAS SAYING SOMETHING SORTA LIKE 'YES CUNTSTABLE, WE'LL GET HIM TO CHANGE THOSE RIDICULOUS SHORTS BUT WE CAN'T TURN IT DOWN ANY LOWER'
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Keep stickin' it to The Man, Whitey.
ReplyDeleteMore a case of just trying to moderate the Storm Trooper approach Herm, cheers mate.
DeleteNow, that's a party!!!
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, it was.
DeleteOh yeah, it was.
DeleteWow man! I have been waiting for another post up from you to be sure. Seems we share more interests than motorcycles and good soulful writing.
ReplyDeleteHa, thanks Wheelman, appreciate the sentiment . . . roll on brother !!
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