I was born, grew up and still live in this neighborhood and I say the sign is a sign of a pure idiot, a true dope in the old sense, a filthy nasty misogynist, a pseudo little man who is terrified of his own shrinking masculinity, and if I see the bike,perhaps I'll have more than my dog piss on it!!! Pity the poor bike owner - I'd wager the bike is a substitute for his own tiny and probaly very inadequate, mal-functioning so-called manhood!
First of all, it is definitely a rule to never touch anybody's bike...ever. Second, at least this guy put some poetry out there. I appreciate a little rhyme when it's time.
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12 comments:
That's one classy guy, who is surely popular with everyone whom he encounters.
Karma will dictate that plenty of pooches have peed on those tires.
If you're interested in meeting the owner, look for the guy wearing a New York Fucking City t-shirt.
That sign is DOPE, shut the fuck up #1, go back to Ohio/Connecticut.
Ohhhhhh yeah. Anonymous 3:20, I was born in Columbus, Ohio. You shut up before I snap into you and stuff you in that chopper's tail pipe.
I was born, grew up and still live in this neighborhood and I say the sign is a sign of a pure idiot, a true dope in the old sense, a filthy nasty misogynist, a pseudo little man who is terrified of his own shrinking masculinity, and if I see the bike,perhaps I'll have more than my dog piss on it!!! Pity the poor bike owner - I'd wager the bike is a substitute for his own tiny and probaly very inadequate, mal-functioning so-called manhood!
"it's not a motorcycle babe, it's a chopper."
First of all, it is definitely a rule to never touch anybody's bike...ever. Second, at least this guy put some poetry out there. I appreciate a little rhyme when it's time.
Hold the groans.
@Jill
Ha!
You been listening to those Andrew Dice Clay records again?
Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead.
hahahaha!!
that is hilarious
LOVE IT!
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