Somethings to think about
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07-26-2009 | 02:22 PM
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Somethings to think about
Things my Motorcycle has Taught Me
The only good view of a thunderstorm is in your rear view mirror.
People ask us why we ride a motorcycle. For those who have
experienced the joy, no explanation is necessary; for those who have not,
no explanation is possible.
I'd rather be riding my motorcycle and thinking about God, than
sitting in church thinking about my motorcycle.
Four wheels move the body; two wheels move the soul.
Most motorcycle problems are caused by the nut that connects the
handlebars to the saddle.
Life may begin at 40, but it doesn't get real interesting until
about 80 mph!
You start the game of life with a full pot o' luck and an empty
pot o' experience. The object is to fill the pot of experience before you
empty the pot of luck.
If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.
Midnight bugs taste just as bad as noon time bugs.
Saddlebags can never hold everything you want, but they CAN hold
everything you need.
Don't ride so late into the night that you sleep through the
sunrise.
Sometimes it takes a whole tank full of gas before you can think
straight.
Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of
town.
Never do less than forty miles before breakfast.
A bike on the road is worth two in the shed.
Respect the person who has seen the dark side of motorcycling and
lived, and still rides.
Young riders pick a destination and go. Old riders pick a
direction and go.
A good mechanic will let you watch without charging you for it.
Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to stop for the night.
Always back your bike into the curb and sit where you can see it.
There are drunk riders and there are old riders, but there are not
many old, drunk riders.
Ride to work. Work to ride.
Two-lane blacktop isn't a highway - it's an attitude.
When you look down the road, it seems to never end; but you better
believe it does!
Winter is nature's way of telling you to test the electrics.
Keep your bike in good repair. Motorcycle boots are not all that
comfortable for walking.
People are like motorcycles; each is customized a bit differently.
Sometimes, the best communication happens when you're on separate
bikes.
When you're riding lead, don't spit.
A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2 a.m. to drive his
pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you when you're broken down.
Catching a yellow jacket in your shirt @ 70 mph can double your
vocabulary.
Catching a yellow jacket in your helmet will triple that special
vocabulary.
There's something ugly about a NEW bike on a trailer.
Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don't. Some can't.
If you can't get it going with bungee cords and duct tape, it's
serious.
If you ride like there's no tomorrow, today will be a BLAST!
The best modifications cannot be seen from the outside.
Always replace the cheapest parts first.
You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the
breeze.
Only a Biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.
Keep the paint up, and the rubber down!
The only good view of a thunderstorm is in your rear view mirror.
People ask us why we ride a motorcycle. For those who have
experienced the joy, no explanation is necessary; for those who have not,
no explanation is possible.
I'd rather be riding my motorcycle and thinking about God, than
sitting in church thinking about my motorcycle.
Four wheels move the body; two wheels move the soul.
Most motorcycle problems are caused by the nut that connects the
handlebars to the saddle.
Life may begin at 40, but it doesn't get real interesting until
about 80 mph!
You start the game of life with a full pot o' luck and an empty
pot o' experience. The object is to fill the pot of experience before you
empty the pot of luck.
If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.
Midnight bugs taste just as bad as noon time bugs.
Saddlebags can never hold everything you want, but they CAN hold
everything you need.
Don't ride so late into the night that you sleep through the
sunrise.
Sometimes it takes a whole tank full of gas before you can think
straight.
Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of
town.
Never do less than forty miles before breakfast.
A bike on the road is worth two in the shed.
Respect the person who has seen the dark side of motorcycling and
lived, and still rides.
Young riders pick a destination and go. Old riders pick a
direction and go.
A good mechanic will let you watch without charging you for it.
Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to stop for the night.
Always back your bike into the curb and sit where you can see it.
There are drunk riders and there are old riders, but there are not
many old, drunk riders.
Ride to work. Work to ride.
Two-lane blacktop isn't a highway - it's an attitude.
When you look down the road, it seems to never end; but you better
believe it does!
Winter is nature's way of telling you to test the electrics.
Keep your bike in good repair. Motorcycle boots are not all that
comfortable for walking.
People are like motorcycles; each is customized a bit differently.
Sometimes, the best communication happens when you're on separate
bikes.
When you're riding lead, don't spit.
A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2 a.m. to drive his
pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you when you're broken down.
Catching a yellow jacket in your shirt @ 70 mph can double your
vocabulary.
Catching a yellow jacket in your helmet will triple that special
vocabulary.
There's something ugly about a NEW bike on a trailer.
Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don't. Some can't.
If you can't get it going with bungee cords and duct tape, it's
serious.
If you ride like there's no tomorrow, today will be a BLAST!
The best modifications cannot be seen from the outside.
Always replace the cheapest parts first.
You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the
breeze.
Only a Biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.
Keep the paint up, and the rubber down!
#3
07-26-2009 | 03:14 PM
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something more to mull over, and good for a laugh
When it comes to bikes and bar room fights
Well, I guess I've seen a few
You see, I've rode the hogs & chased the broads
And I've downed a lot of brew
It took many a year to dry behind the ears
And learn to keep my mouth shut
To not lose my cool & act a fool
Over every drunken dime store ****
Well, it's a Friday night at the Old Bluelight
My favorite scooter tramp bar
I was struttin' my stuff & actin' tough
Playin' biker superstar
With a girl on my lap, just slingin' my crap
Full of bourbon & beer
"I can ride any putt and kick any butt
Better than any man here"
I sat & glared while the music blared
Some old *** rock & roll song
I screamed out the tune & took a snort from the spoon
While that girl grabbed at my *******
I was makin' a joke & takin' a toke
When this old guy bumped into my stool
So I turned to the crowd & barked out real loud
"Hey, you crazy OLD fool!!"
"Better kick rocks fast
Fore I beat your grey ***
And they'll send you home in a box"
Well, there wasn't a sound, as he turned right around
My gaze he then locked
A crusty galoot, looked tough as a boot
He fixed on me with his one good eye
"Now look here" he said with a shake of his head
"I'm a biker not lookin' for strife
Though I've grey hair and an eye patch I wear...I've been on 2 wheels all my life."
"I'm weathered and gnarley, still ridin' my Harley and I ain't never backed down yet.
But I'll buy you a beer and we'll skip this beef here, if you'll show an old man some RESPECT.
"I don't give a damn, you old grey man"
I shouted and downed my beer
"I think you're a half-*** old queer"
Well, I could hear my own breath, and the room felt like death...
The old man just stared at the floor
But the words he said, as he lifted his head
I'll remember til I'm 104.
"I gave you a chance, but it's time to dance
Cuz I guess you're as dumb as you look
Guess you ain't been told,
Best respect the old"
And with that he threw a left hook
At the end of that wrist was an iron fist
And it damn near split my brain
With speech-a-slurred, my vision blurred
I couldn't remember my name.
He said, "I may be grey, but I GOT this way
Ridin' over much tougher than you
Real bikers aren't old til their dead & cold
And I've got more livin' to do."
I crawled to my knees & let out a sneeze
And out came my blood on the floor
I should've stayed down, cuz I looked a clown
I couldn't have taken anymore
He left the bar and I heard from a far
As his big bike's engine caught
I was wrong to have tried as my blood dried
I thought of what I'd been taught.
The moral was clear, through my blood & beer
Though it hurt a lot just to stir
With an old biker dude...don't ever be rude
Just smile, and always say SIR!
When it comes to bikes and bar room fights
Well, I guess I've seen a few
You see, I've rode the hogs & chased the broads
And I've downed a lot of brew
It took many a year to dry behind the ears
And learn to keep my mouth shut
To not lose my cool & act a fool
Over every drunken dime store ****
Well, it's a Friday night at the Old Bluelight
My favorite scooter tramp bar
I was struttin' my stuff & actin' tough
Playin' biker superstar
With a girl on my lap, just slingin' my crap
Full of bourbon & beer
"I can ride any putt and kick any butt
Better than any man here"
I sat & glared while the music blared
Some old *** rock & roll song
I screamed out the tune & took a snort from the spoon
While that girl grabbed at my *******
I was makin' a joke & takin' a toke
When this old guy bumped into my stool
So I turned to the crowd & barked out real loud
"Hey, you crazy OLD fool!!"
"Better kick rocks fast
Fore I beat your grey ***
And they'll send you home in a box"
Well, there wasn't a sound, as he turned right around
My gaze he then locked
A crusty galoot, looked tough as a boot
He fixed on me with his one good eye
"Now look here" he said with a shake of his head
"I'm a biker not lookin' for strife
Though I've grey hair and an eye patch I wear...I've been on 2 wheels all my life."
"I'm weathered and gnarley, still ridin' my Harley and I ain't never backed down yet.
But I'll buy you a beer and we'll skip this beef here, if you'll show an old man some RESPECT.
"I don't give a damn, you old grey man"
I shouted and downed my beer
"I think you're a half-*** old queer"
Well, I could hear my own breath, and the room felt like death...
The old man just stared at the floor
But the words he said, as he lifted his head
I'll remember til I'm 104.
"I gave you a chance, but it's time to dance
Cuz I guess you're as dumb as you look
Guess you ain't been told,
Best respect the old"
And with that he threw a left hook
At the end of that wrist was an iron fist
And it damn near split my brain
With speech-a-slurred, my vision blurred
I couldn't remember my name.
He said, "I may be grey, but I GOT this way
Ridin' over much tougher than you
Real bikers aren't old til their dead & cold
And I've got more livin' to do."
I crawled to my knees & let out a sneeze
And out came my blood on the floor
I should've stayed down, cuz I looked a clown
I couldn't have taken anymore
He left the bar and I heard from a far
As his big bike's engine caught
I was wrong to have tried as my blood dried
I thought of what I'd been taught.
The moral was clear, through my blood & beer
Though it hurt a lot just to stir
With an old biker dude...don't ever be rude
Just smile, and always say SIR!
#4
07-26-2009 | 07:38 PM
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Joined: Aug 2008
Posts: 5,413
Likes: 16
From: eastern oklahoma
one lesson my bike has yet to teach me. i continue fixing things that aren't broke. and that costs money. like the black part that absolutely needs to be changed out for something that's tricker, or chrome. when you're riding down the hiway in a blizzard in the flatlands of new mexico, with a sidewind, cause you aren't anywhere to shut down, you end up crankin up the throttle on the snow packed road to do 60, when 35mph is safe. the reasoning i had when doing that, was a friggin ambulance has to be warmer than this g'damm bike.
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