It would be interesting to see if you would have the same problem if your had a stock bike.

 

Maybe the poor guy comes from a long line of losers and is just trying to protect his family. I mean, maybe his grandmother left his grandfather for a scooter tramp, his dad grows up, marries a woman, with her a few years, they have the bouncing baby "rhymes with Rick", couple of years later, mom realizes she's living with Nancy boy and his son, takes of with the first decent scooter tramp she encounters, leaves Nancy Dad to raise Nancy "rhymes with Rick".

20 years later, nancy boy "rhymes with Rick" has finally managed to trick a woman into marrying him, it's been a couple of years now, she's starting to realize she settled for less than stellar, now, lo and behold, across the street, a scooter tramp has moved in! Poor nancy boy "rhymes with Rick" is beside himself, he needs to do something to save his marriage!

Do yourself a favor, go over and take her for a ride, she'll harass him into leaving and you'll have peace and quiet again!

 

..get a set up like Tommy Chong had in "Up IN SMOKE" when he parked his Harley in the living room, hooked up a 20 foot length of flex-pipe to his bike exhaust, ran it out his window aimed at his A-Hole neighbor, and fired up the bike, just sitting on it parked, revving the crap out of it ....you might need 200'..but so be it...

 

When I lived in a subdivision, I would tune my drag bike (170" Evo) before a race, middle of the day, being the respectful person I am. I would pull it out of the garage into to driveway, start it to check for oil leaks, clutch, 2 step, and shut it off and pull it back in. 15 minutes, maybe.
One day Bevis Butthead came over and told me if I didn't pull it in the garage to tune it he would call the police. OK.
My garage door was pointed at his house. I pulled it in, started it and the garage acted like a big megaphone pointed at him. I was told that when I popped the throttle things would fall off his wall.
Hell, the other neighbors and kids would come over when they saw me pull it out just to watch and listen.
Screw 'em. Live life. Your neighbor is just a small bump in the road!

 

How about you offer to let HIM push it down the street. Find a reason to go out at 4am and wake him up for a quick push down the block.

 

Says his wife is having Heart palpatations as we speak.

They told me that was the reason for the defibulator they put in my chest. I ride an Ultra and an Ironhead with drag pipes. Guess she needs to go see the Doctor about those palpatations.

Man I love living in the boondocks.

 

When your lease is up and there's no fun left in torturing that loser, move down the road to Holly Springs or Fuquay-Varina. Both towns are biker and hotrod friendly and the people are far less uptight than those Morrisville and Cary snobs.

 

Great pics - Now THAT"S FUNNY! Agree completely

 

Probably. A neighbor at the end of the street gives me the ole' stinkeye every time I ride past at 20mph on my bone stock Road Glide. Just put on Jackpot slipons this weekend so I can't wait to see him again. Fugg'im.

If I am not violating the law you might want to leave me alone....

-Sin

 

Or move up to northern Granville County....I moved away from Ohio to get away from the type of people that live in Cary / Morrisville.

( They had one murder in Cary last year and had to have a "Town Hall " meeting about their 'crime wave'...No joke.)