I Dont Belive This Guys Attitude!!

I shouldn't get too upset TD, it's just one person's opinions and it takes all sorts as they say. I find him quite ammusing TBH, every pub has one.

 

As has been observed, blows off about power wheelies and rides a Street Twin l believe. In his position l'd start low, maybe see about pulling the skin off a few rice puddings.....

 

Or better still, should concentrate on perfecting his masterbation techniques.

 

Yes, I'm very happy with my Street Twin - it does exactly what I want a bike to do, which is why I bought it. However, it's not the bike I would have chosen if I wanted to show off doing stunts, cunning or otherwise. That's not what it was designed for. And as far as his ageist remarks are concerned, if he's still riding bikes when he gets to my age, I will be very surprised. (Well actually I won't be, because I'll no longer be here, but you know what I mean.)

 

Yes, it's all about getting it up, isn't it?

 

Tom gillams brother maybe?

 

Could be an alias.

 

You have to understand he's from Texas, where everything's bigger and more badass. Including the lies.

He's also pissed off that God's football team, the one and only Dallas Cowboys haven't won shite in 25 years!

 

I'm a Packers fan, and they've pissed on the Cowboys' strawberries a time or two in recent playoffs. No answer to A-rod.

 

Don't want to sound TOO pedantic but I think I read that he moved from somewhere TO Texas .... so the y'all drawl might be an affectation.

A very close American friend used to commonly quote the 'famous last words of the doomed redneck' ...

"y'all wan' watch th i i i s ..........."

All in jest, of course.

I do also have a very good friend born and bred in Beaumont, Tx., so I retain some, no, a lot of affection for "TEXAS FRIENDLY".

 

Doesn't matter where you're from, a twat's a twat!

 

If you wanna fly colours then you'd better keep quiet and stand at the back when plod pulls you. You speak only when you are spoken to and answer with "Sir" when they do, or you may end up with a truncheon rammed up your arse in the cell. There's always a bigger, badder gang. Wise words from someone I once knew.