Helmets & Lights

That's not a joke.

What if you swap the horse for that woman in that TV programme about those women? And there was a film about it recently. Ish.

Perhaps somebody else who knows pop culture could edit my post to make it amusing?

disappointantly I only saw one with a helmet, lights and a reflective piece of clothing.

I've seen quite a few posts on here bemoaning the summer commuters and their sometimes dangerous cycling styles but what's the general view on here for safety kit? Absolute must or unfashionable?

I'm going to answer your first bit in order because I am not in a funny mood at 10am on a Monday:

• A helmet is a personal choice
  
• Lights are not and you're a dick if you don't use them
  
• Reflective clothing is also a personal choice and if you think it makes you stand out among all the nodders also wearing reflective clothing you're fucking naive. If you actually want to stand out, ride naked/a recumbent/penny farthing/tall bike.
  
  

Can we end the thread now please?

Couldn't this simply be retitled

The Balki/Damo merge thread

and then it would not be an issue. We could also berate anyone who wanted to talk about helmets for going off topic.

I don't think I've ever seen Balki with a helmet but am quite sure I've seen damo wearing one. Mind you, I have only seen Balki twice and have no real reason to believe that it was actually Balki that I saw and it could have been damo in heels pretending to be Balki because it is still not really clear that Balki exists anywhere other than in the twisted imagination of Oliver S. damo does exist. I have confidence in that.

I've never seen Balki. I have seen Damo and find it relatively easy to imagine Damo in heels as his sidis are verging on it anyway.

I wear a helmet.

But do you exist?

damo wears a helmet. Balki wears a helmet. Ergo damo + heels = Balki. QED.

"I think therefore I am mint sauce", as it said in MBUK once.

Why is everyone keen on getting me up in drag?

damo, my understanding is that Balki is meant to be male and therefore the heels required would not entail cross dressing but simply a bit of height. If, however, you want to cross dress, I will not stand in your way.

So more of a Cuban/Stack heel than a Wedge/Stilleto/Kitten?

Clive, I'm glad of that.

I would like to know what Carpet thinks of the issue.

Cross dressing? Dose this involve getting dressed while running round a muddy field and jumping over wooden planks?

Or possibly dressing while pursuing a form of exercise other than cycling.

I was actually in north-east London to see the drag show at Bistrotech. Maybr I saw Balki and Damo in the performance...

Cross dressing? Dose this involve getting dressed while running round a muddy field and jumping over wooden planks?

Cyclo-Cross Dressing, like the sound off it, just can't see myself doing it.

Carpet, I think the rug has been pulled from under you. You cannot have seen damo and Balki in the same performance as, we have established, they are one and the same person. damo is, however, the TNRC Most Improved Rider of the Year 2010.

Weave got to try haven't we?

Any more bad puns weft?

No - If this was a joke, it would have begun "A horse walks into a bar. The bartender says, 'Why the long face?'"

Horse says - I've got aids.

White horse walks into a pub and asks for a pint. Barman is a little taken aback to have a white horse walk into his pub and ask for a pint. While pouring the pint he attempts to make conversation and says, "we've got a drink here named after you." The horse looks at him quizically. "What, Wally?"

His mate the polar bear says "and a pint of.................................................................................................................lager top please"

The barman says: "why the big pause?"

In another bar, the horse and the polar bear ask for a pint and a lager top. The barman is a little concerned and, making an excuse, pops back and speaks to his manager and asks if he ought to be serving a polar bear and a horse. "Yeah, serve them but charge them double". The barman, pours the dringkks, overcharges the animals and then tries to make small talk. "Don't get many polar bears or horses in here" he says. "Not surprised" the horse replies "with these prices."

Meanwhile, a pair of jumpleads and a battery walk in. Barman says: "don't start anything".

In yet another bar, Barry the Bear walks in with his best mate George. A giraffe.

They get pissed. George falls over. Barry looks at the mess George is in, downs his drinks and shambles out the door.

"Oi! Barry, you can't leave that lying here!"
"George is clearly not a feline predator, he's a giraffe"