Friday, 8 November 2013

AND ON THE WAY HOME I CHECKED IN WITH MY SPANNERMAN EXTRAORDINAIRE TO DISCUSS THE INCOMING HAIFLEY HARDTAIL . . . . I MISS WORKING IN A BIKE SHOP, BUT I LOVE SELLING GOOD BOOZE, NO POINT BITCHIN, I'M A LUCKY CHAP . . . . SCATTERED BACK DOOR RANDOMS.

SUNDRY DEAD THINGS OUT THE BACK . . . . WAITING FOR THE BONEYARD
 NOT REALLY MY BAG, HOWEVER, A NICE EXAMPLE OF WHATEVER IT IS
 MUM . . . . WHEN I GROW UP I WANT TO RACE MOTORBIKES
 NEEDS MORE BLING . . . . YES, WE ARE ALL INDIVIDUALS
 HEY BUDDY, CAN I GET A LIFT . . . . PAPER FAIRING'S ARE SO 'NOW'
THREE YEARS OLD ON THE 14th OF THIS MONTH . . . . LOVE MY PURPLE PENIS

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