I hate

Maybe I should c) The Terminator

Lower age limit presumably

Not by much.

A mate and I keep saying we need to get a HD while we still can. Unfortunately I think the grey in my beard and belly have pushed me into the tool-zone for riding one.

That and they're so fucking expensive.

My friend certainly looks the part. 50%+ tattooed and appropriate hair and beard. That said, he chose a Harley over something more sportier because he doesn't trust himself with anything faster than a Harley. They're like boats. And he has form for being a cretin.

Hunter rode a BSA...

Or was it a Triumph? I forget... It was a British bike tho'...

A few years ago I was nearly right-hooked really bad, avoided, got clipped by the car, and the driver refused to provide her details. I was hit by the wife of a ‘biker’ who owns choppers and works at a garage round the corner from the incident.

He arrived in a massive 4x4 whilst I called the police and proceeded to attempt to assault me. I never put in the insurance claim or took it further especially due to his threats against me and my family.

The policeman did little aside from push him away from my face, and did even less about the actual incident.

Anyway CSB, a few weeks later on his hog he stops and gives me yet more abuse from the roadside. Again police don’t want to know.

Until this point I actually always kinda wanted a motorbike, but the guy summed up everything I hate. Small man, big ego, heavy engine and oxygen thief.

Whenever I think about maybe owning one, all I can think about is that bellend and how I don’t want to be part of his culture. Wanker.

Needs more dragons.

Shops that only take cash, no cards etc.

Ironic username ^

The toilet flush mentioned above now has tape over it and may be in the process of being fixed, therefore if the fixer from my office happens to see this and is on here, I also hate that I don't have a beer right now

A buddy of mine used to attend bike rallies with a group of like minded individuals. All ride huge cruisers and such. All look the part of a harley rider from tv and movies. At a rally one of them had just taken delivery of his shiny new harley. Turns out when you buy the two wheeled tractor you get a load of crap such as wallets, stickers and a massive back patch for your jacket/waistcoat. All this comes with complementary membership to the Harley Owners Group (HOG). In a fit of drunken frivolity he declares that as he's a member he'll take the entire group into the HOG only beer tent. By this point the lot had been drinking for at least 4 hrs and are thoroughly smashed.
They roll through the tents, i imagine a cloud of dust and leather/beer fumes to be confronted by the hard core harley faithful. Sitting having cake and coffee in their finest leathers, not one under fifty and most looking like lawyers on a team building weekend. The group take one look piss themselves laughing at the outlaws and barrel back out in search of beer and women. However the harley owner amongst them leans back to fling his back patch 'Ya can keep the f'er'

After that i swore id never own a harley, have religiously stuck to bikes that can both go fast and around corners and dont leave little puddles everywhere.

So there are both the clint chopper owners, and the clint dentist chopper owners, the snake eats its own tail!

I have always hated Harleys but I have a special hatred for them if they have the cheese wedge rear end panniers.

Chopper whoppers

You hate having a whopper chopper?

Hardly Rideables #amiright

I get a couple doing circuits around my room at like one or two in the morning, very fun. You can hear as they revvv for five meters then slow down to turn a corner then revvv etc.

Lol woops, sorry for the #repost. Clearly not alone here.

Someone just revved their engine hard in the carpark and there was a backfire like a gun going off. Must say I feel no guilt hoping that at a minimum it damaged the machine.

When you enter email and password into a web page, you get the password wrong and it clears out your email

The Harley - the motorcycle for people who don’t like motorcycles.

As an aside, I used to have a motorbike workshop up in Hertfordshire. We did mostly usual stuff, and the odd Harley, Han was me having to keep an imperial tool kit to hand, stupid Americans. Anywho, one day we had some hassle from a guy whose son we’d done some work for. He was a local villain and threatened to burn out place down and have us rolled over if we didn’t pay back all the money his kid had paid up (about £400, ffs). He said he’d be back at 7 when we closed up. So we made a call to one of the Hertfordshire chapter Hell’s Angels, and they popped over.
Guy arrives at 7pm with two mates and comes into the office asking for his money. Door shuts behind him, there are six HA’s standing there, lead Angel takes a sawn-off and sticks it under the villain’s chin and says that they know who he is, where he lives etc , and if anything at all happed to us or my workshop they’d burn his fucking house down. He left and we never heard another word. It cost me a few rounds and a couple of free services but it was worth it.

Cool story bro.

For real, cool story.

I can't follow the HA story, but the Sk* remote at my mum's is winding me up.

Back up to me means saving your data somewhere. Unless it is 1993 and the Onyx is here

1 Attachment

‘Back da fuck up’ is the button below, for when ‘back up’ doesn’t produce the required outcome.

In the office, I have two identical monitors, but the left-hand one is attached via DVI-D, and the right one via analogue VGA, giving a tiny but perceptible graphics quality difference.

Also, I have far more pixels (and no VGA) if I work from home on one monitor, than if I work from the office on two monitors.

Dual screening with different graphics was enough to make people switch desks at the financial institute I temped at. The ‘hot desk’ thing actually meant ‘first one to good screens’.