Doing Someone Up The butt In A Non-Homosexual Way
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 12:12 pm
Doing Someone Up The butt In A Non-Homosexual Way
Is that possible? I think not...
So, on with the blog!
We had some great weather this weekend! On Sunday, my mate Tom (not of MySpace fame) called asking if I was up for a blast somewhere. f*** yeah, I was!
We were going to ride to Stratford for a McBreakfast, then I thought I'd never taken him to Bridgenorth Bikers Cafe, and we could get Beer-Can and Hegg from there instead, so off we went.
He had his wench on the back, and so we took it fairly easy - a good fast but safe pace.
The roads from Bromsgrove to Stourbridge to Bridgenorth are great! Lots of tight twisties and just before Bridgenorth there are three straight roads like a roller-coaster that just beg you to open the throttle! One of them must be almost 2 miles long, and has seen several of my bikes maxed out. I think he was pretty impressed with them!
Bridgenorth Bikers Cafe is like a truck-stop place where loads of bikes go, especially at the weekend. And they do great food!
We ordered full English breakfasts, and sat back to watch a great Moto GP race with loads of others!
Highlight of the day was when the camera switched to the view behind the rider, showing Rossi's butt. Just as it did, some Yam-Yam voice said loudly "Ooh, he's had some willy, he has! He needs to see the doctor!".
We were in hysterics! Perfect comedy timing!
Is Rossi gay? It wouldn't surprise me. They were commenting on his boyfriend watching the race, too? Great race, anyway!
So after getting hyped up, we got on our bikes to copy them. Well, kind-of...
There's another road from Bridgenorth to Ludlow, which is over ten miles of major twisties and a few fast straights. I used to do this road loads on my first TZR125, and still love it as much now!
I knew Tom would love this route! He agreed with me that it feels and looks like it should be near the seaside in Devon or Cornwall. It just feels like a holiday road! Beautiful!
From Ludlow to Bewdley is the area where my main pic was taken. We pulled over there, and I went to take some pics of Tom's Fireblade. Unfortunately, I'd pilfered some cheap-assed batteries off my Mum - I switched the camera on, took ONE picture, and the battery was dead!!! What the FK is THAT about???
I took a few more with my phone - you'll see them in my Pics section now! Err, and in this blog!
It was on the way back that my mate did me up the butt!
No lube or anything - but I took it quite well and with only minor damage!
Get your minds out the gutter, you sick little monkeys!
I stopped at a junction, and as we were 'taking it easy', decided to wait for a car to come past first. Usually I'd have gone, but I wasn't sure if my mate would make it before the car. He's pretty used to my riding, and it was the old classic that he thought I'd gone, and was looking at the car to his right as he opened the throttle...
*BANG*
Being the first time taking it up the butt, I didn't know what the hell had happened! I managed to keep the bike upright and pulled to the side, and luckily Tom had kept it up, too.
Most of it was tyre-on-tyre contact, so no real damage - but he smashed his front mudguard up a bit. There was a clash of fairings, too, that somehow managed to tear the duct tape holding mine together (?!) without cracking anything.
No real damage done, we set off again home. It was an awesome ride, and to be honest, that small accident didn't put the dampers on it for me, and hope it didn't for those two, either!
We'll be doing it again - only next time we won't be taking it easy.
Proof that taking it easy is just plain dangerous!
Is that possible? I think not...
So, on with the blog!
We had some great weather this weekend! On Sunday, my mate Tom (not of MySpace fame) called asking if I was up for a blast somewhere. f*** yeah, I was!
We were going to ride to Stratford for a McBreakfast, then I thought I'd never taken him to Bridgenorth Bikers Cafe, and we could get Beer-Can and Hegg from there instead, so off we went.
He had his wench on the back, and so we took it fairly easy - a good fast but safe pace.
The roads from Bromsgrove to Stourbridge to Bridgenorth are great! Lots of tight twisties and just before Bridgenorth there are three straight roads like a roller-coaster that just beg you to open the throttle! One of them must be almost 2 miles long, and has seen several of my bikes maxed out. I think he was pretty impressed with them!
Bridgenorth Bikers Cafe is like a truck-stop place where loads of bikes go, especially at the weekend. And they do great food!
We ordered full English breakfasts, and sat back to watch a great Moto GP race with loads of others!
Highlight of the day was when the camera switched to the view behind the rider, showing Rossi's butt. Just as it did, some Yam-Yam voice said loudly "Ooh, he's had some willy, he has! He needs to see the doctor!".
We were in hysterics! Perfect comedy timing!
Is Rossi gay? It wouldn't surprise me. They were commenting on his boyfriend watching the race, too? Great race, anyway!
So after getting hyped up, we got on our bikes to copy them. Well, kind-of...
There's another road from Bridgenorth to Ludlow, which is over ten miles of major twisties and a few fast straights. I used to do this road loads on my first TZR125, and still love it as much now!
I knew Tom would love this route! He agreed with me that it feels and looks like it should be near the seaside in Devon or Cornwall. It just feels like a holiday road! Beautiful!
From Ludlow to Bewdley is the area where my main pic was taken. We pulled over there, and I went to take some pics of Tom's Fireblade. Unfortunately, I'd pilfered some cheap-assed batteries off my Mum - I switched the camera on, took ONE picture, and the battery was dead!!! What the FK is THAT about???
I took a few more with my phone - you'll see them in my Pics section now! Err, and in this blog!
It was on the way back that my mate did me up the butt!
No lube or anything - but I took it quite well and with only minor damage!
Get your minds out the gutter, you sick little monkeys!
I stopped at a junction, and as we were 'taking it easy', decided to wait for a car to come past first. Usually I'd have gone, but I wasn't sure if my mate would make it before the car. He's pretty used to my riding, and it was the old classic that he thought I'd gone, and was looking at the car to his right as he opened the throttle...
*BANG*
Being the first time taking it up the butt, I didn't know what the hell had happened! I managed to keep the bike upright and pulled to the side, and luckily Tom had kept it up, too.
Most of it was tyre-on-tyre contact, so no real damage - but he smashed his front mudguard up a bit. There was a clash of fairings, too, that somehow managed to tear the duct tape holding mine together (?!) without cracking anything.
No real damage done, we set off again home. It was an awesome ride, and to be honest, that small accident didn't put the dampers on it for me, and hope it didn't for those two, either!
We'll be doing it again - only next time we won't be taking it easy.
Proof that taking it easy is just plain dangerous!
