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Is it bad to have a wank over a monkey sucking itself off?

My mate is a deputy head teacher, and he couldn't stop laughing all morning after seeing the words 'burger nipples' scrawled in felt pen on the school gate.

Don't get to harsh on the biker boys, chaps. I know someone who works in a hospital, and they simply refer to motorcyclists as 'donors'. Ususally young blokes, usually in ok physical shape, usually only head injuries, quite frequently dead.
Anyone need a nice new kidney?

Nice beard. Saw it's equal on telly last night...

all frames need a jig (what you call a machine) to hold the tubes aligned straight for brazing.

I agree, but it was said earlier that Bob Jackson's aren't true custom, as they are made on a machine. I think this was inferring that they're tig welded by a droid or something, when it's really a gnarly little dwarf with jig and roll up.

White plastic fairings, big silver banana saddles, a stick shift on the top tube that makes lazer fire noises and full face helmets with glowy LED's that make you sound like a Psylon from battlestar galactica.

Milton Friedman invented the Poll Tax. What a lovely man.

I've had three custom Bob Jacksons, and they've reconditioned two old frames for me. Every time, the work was awesome. Unfortunately, the time scale for the builds makes me think they have Tolkien's Ents building for them, but the finished product is sooo beautiful.
As for Hetchins, the really quality builder from the 50's 60's and 70's folded, and to keep the name going, for about 10 years all Hetchins, even those beautiful super ornate ones, were built by none other than Bob Jackson's. I believe they are now being built by someone with no link to either shops, but is just building under the Hetchins name, which he has bought.

Torte category climb?

Etapioca de tour

Snack Anquetil

Paulo Betteatime

Shreddie Merckx

Bob Jackson customs aren't built on a machine. They're hand made.

What, you mean there are no dog reference books?

Jaffa cakes are actually classed as a cake for tax reasons, the test for a cake being that it gets hard when it goes stale, the test for a biscuit being that it goes soft when stale.

Saturdays are a bad time to phone Bob Jackson's, as the shop is full of knobheads wanting innertubes for their Barracudas. If you phone early enough on a week day(10ish), you'll catch Paul or Daryll after they've had their bacon egg and sausage sarnies and four pots of tea, and customers aren't knocking about yet. They're both quite amiable at this point, and will only give you a moderate amount of abuse. There's no chance of getting a custom build for a while yet, as their order list is insane.
And the number i've got is 01132559844. Always gets answered.
Oh, and it sometimes helps to ask if it's true that they know the secret of where all the cows are kept, and where all the milk comes from.

I was walking to the shops today, just minding my own business, enjoying the weather, when a stunning girl on a fixed gear bike almost ran me over. Long blonde hair, denim shorts, cropped t-shirt. Gorgeous! Well, she apologised, and we got talking. She was curling her hair with one finger, and batting her eyelashes, and I got on to asking her about the bike. It was a custom Mercian, barber's pole stripe in emerald green and crimson with gold pinstriping. She told me how much it cost her. I couldn't believe it! Anyhow, she was asking for my number, but I wasn't really listening. I only had one thin on my mind! I smacked her round the head as hard as I could, snatched her bike, gave her a quick kick in the tits and rode off laughing.
It was only later that I realised she had been hitting on me. How could I have been so blind, so naive?Yet another missed date with destiny. How long would love evade me? I intend to ride around town on that beautiful Mercian, and when I find her, I'm going to ask her if she'd like to go for coffee with me. Would that be too forward of me?

Those machines are utter wank check out how cack the forks are. They look like something salvaged from a skip. And powder coated? For a few grand I'd want it stove enameling. The bloke behind these bikes is just crossing his fingers hoping some tool with more money than sense will hand him his Mastercard.

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It looks like she's got some tiny smiling person pickled in that jar she's carrying. Creepy...