Strika wrote:Yeah me too Hoffy, Been thinking a lot lately about your terrible situation. It's even starting to effect me now. As A matter of fact Greg, I am going to go out in Sympathy with you and not ride my bike all weekend as a show of solidarity to you my bikeless/licenceless brother! I suggest everyone does the same, that way we can all feel your pain.
I think it's the least people can do to show solidarity, Im in for next Saturday, we can call it "Draven Day".
Just not this weekend OK, cause I already have a ride planned
Draven hang in there buddy, I know it's tough brother.
OK then Hoffy...I'm in! Next saturday it is! Draven day! We will all show our motorcycling brother our support in his detented times, by not riding for a day!......... Mina, that might mean you only ride once in 2007!
"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me" Hunter S. Thompson.
There are really only two questions in life. 1.Which way do i go? 2.What is the lap record?
Strika wrote:Yeah me too Hoffy, Been thinking a lot lately about your terrible situation. It's even starting to effect me now. As A matter of fact Greg, I am going to go out in Sympathy with you and not ride my bike all weekend as a show of solidarity to you my bikeless/licenceless brother! I suggest everyone does the same, that way we can all feel your pain.
sounds good. i wont ride this weekend either
No you have to ride Mina, Just to show some sort of sacrafice, cause we all know you hate riding
mrmina wrote:
try not to cry cos the topic went from me me me to cream buns.
meh i dont care if it goes off topic, but creams bun
thats what u would of had if u went to jail
9pm and it's lights out in Dravens cell....................................Draven hears that voice he dreads almost nightly. That deep bellowing deep resonating voice, which echoes off the walls of his dimly lit cell, creating a cocphony of rumbling in not only his ears, but the pit of his stomach also.
He knows what's about to happen.....He hears that voice he fears so intensely utter those words which strike panic and terror into every sinew of his body!!! .................it says......"Draven.....were gunna play mumma bear and Pappa bear tonight. Which one you wanna be, Mumma bear or Puppa bear?".... Draven is struck by fear......but mumbles the words...." I wanna be Pappa bear tonight!!!!!!!" ..........A silence grips the cold damp cell.....until he hears the reply! " Pappa, get over here and Suck Mumma bears' dick!!!"
"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me" Hunter S. Thompson.
There are really only two questions in life. 1.Which way do i go? 2.What is the lap record?
Draven wrote:
meh i dont care if it goes off topic, but creams bun
thats what u would of had if u went to jail
9pm and it's lights out in Dravens cell....................................Draven hears that voice he dreads almost nightly. That deep bellowing deep resonating voice, which echoes off the walls of his dimly lit cell, creating a cocphony of rumbling in not only his ears, but the pit of his stomach also.
He knows what's about to happen.....He hears that voice he fears so intensely utter those words which strike panic and terror into every sinew of his body!!! .................it says......"Draven.....were gunna play mumma bear and Pappa bear tonight. Which one you wanna be, Mumma bear or Puppa bear?".... Draven is struck by fear......but mumbles the words...." I wanna be Pappa bear tonight!!!!!!!" ..........A silence grips the cold damp cell.....until he hears the reply! " Pappa, get over here and Suck Mumma bears' dick!!!"
