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Dave
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Posted: Sat Oct 31st, 2009 03:07 am |
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Yeah, 100-gallon cans. I got one for "Trash", one for "Green (yard) waste" and one for "Recyclables"...
All of 'em are on wheels, makes it a lot easier to move 'em...
When I was a kid, my dad used 55-gallon drums. Made out of steel. HEAVY!! Poor guys that had to lift and dump 'em! Damn...
These new ones, are dumped by a machine on the trash-truck. Only guy on the truck these days is the driver...
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the preacher
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Posted: Sat Oct 31st, 2009 01:12 am |
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Dave:
HUNDRED GALLON CAN???? boy, I need one of them, would only have to go to the dump twice a year. ROFL
RSDF
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marc
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Posted: Fri Oct 30th, 2009 09:40 pm |
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| Same shit back here...I have to keep the garage door shut too...Got a Fu*cking squirrel last year and took me forever to get the little bastard out...
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jeffy ole boy
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Posted: Fri Oct 30th, 2009 08:07 pm |
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Dave wrote: jeffy ole boy wrote:
I took a ride to ck on a house I have listed today about 15 miles up the road- thought the wind was gonna blow my doo rag off.... lol! Warm though- leaves flying everywhere.  Just spent the better part of the last 2 hours cleaning up the leaves in the front yard. Wind on Tuesday (I think) was pretty bad. Damned near filled a 100-gallon trash can... I hear ya Dave... the damn blowing leavies about filled my garage up today when I had the door open for an hr or so,....
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Dave
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Posted: Fri Oct 30th, 2009 07:44 pm |
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jeffy ole boy wrote:
I took a ride to ck on a house I have listed today about 15 miles up the road- thought the wind was gonna blow my doo rag off.... lol! Warm though- leaves flying everywhere. Just spent the better part of the last 2 hours cleaning up the leaves in the front yard. Wind on Tuesday (I think) was pretty bad. Damned near filled a 100-gallon trash can...
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jeffy ole boy
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Posted: Fri Oct 30th, 2009 06:54 pm |
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| I took a ride to ck on a house I have listed today about 15 miles up the road- thought the wind was gonna blow my doo rag off.... lol! Warm though- leaves flying everywhere.
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empty
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| Location: | Plano, Texas USA |
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Posted: Sun Mar 15th, 2009 10:17 pm |
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jeffy ole boy wrote: empty wrote: Randy in Pensacola wrote: Dave, aint these the same people that blow themselves up so they can have 72 virgins that they can actually look at?
I lived in Dubai in the mid 70's. Trust me, they have good reasons for putting masks on those women. But there's nothing softer than a camels nose.... That what my Bud Glen says ?? He likes to drink alot of Bud too... I wouldn't touch a camel's nose, them things are all snotty
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jeffy ole boy
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Posted: Sun Mar 15th, 2009 10:06 pm |
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empty wrote: Randy in Pensacola wrote: Dave, aint these the same people that blow themselves up so they can have 72 virgins that they can actually look at?
I lived in Dubai in the mid 70's. Trust me, they have good reasons for putting masks on those women. But there's nothing softer than a camels nose.... That what my Bud Glen says ?? He likes to drink alot of Bud too...
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empty
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Posted: Sun Mar 15th, 2009 07:50 pm |
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Randy in Pensacola wrote: Dave, aint these the same people that blow themselves up so they can have 72 virgins that they can actually look at?
I lived in Dubai in the mid 70's. Trust me, they have good reasons for putting masks on those women.
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Dave
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Posted: Sun Mar 15th, 2009 11:19 am |
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| I don't know, but, I'm sure they're related somehow. Might be the camel...
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Randy in Pensacola
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Posted: Sat Mar 14th, 2009 09:40 pm |
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Dave, aint these the same people that blow themselves up so they can have 72 virgins that they can actually look at?
Dave wrote:
Look at the camel-jockeys, they don't run around the desert in thongs! They're pretty well covered by several layers of clothing...
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Dave
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Posted: Sat Mar 14th, 2009 12:57 pm |
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I can sorta understand what the guy was tellin' ya Preacher. The idea behind it is, you sweat, the sweat gets wicked off with the air. Now, I ain't sure that would happen when you're wearing something like leather. But, if you're wearin' cotton or something that vents, it should...
Look at the camel-jockeys, they don't run around the desert in thongs! They're pretty well covered by several layers of clothing...
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jeffy ole boy
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Posted: Fri Mar 13th, 2009 03:18 pm |
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| LOL!, yeah some folks just aint right,... I never could get that either, 95 degrees out and bundled up like its January.. Give me a cut off sleeveless shirt and some sun glass's and I'm ready to go ridin....
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the preacher
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Posted: Fri Mar 13th, 2009 10:53 am |
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re: leather in high temps:
Took a break from trucking in 90, was working as a wrench at the local BMW dealer. Guy comes in in August, it is like 108 degrees in the shade, humidity is 400% or something, wearing a FULL BLACK LEATHER ONE PIECE RACING SUIT THAT IS INSULATED, with a full face. Needed some little thing done. I go out to the sideyard to see who just pulled up, he is pulling off his helmet, looks like he just pulled his head out of a waterfall he is sweatin so bad. I am tightening the framus rod or whatever it was he needed adjusted on is KR-100, (1000cc Beemer crotch rocket) and said, "a bit warm for that suit today, isn't it?"
Honest quote: 'No, actually, this helps me stay cooler in this heat"
Yeah, I could tell from how dry you are....NOT...
sometimes ya just gotta step back so whatever it is they got, don't catch.
ROFL
RSDF
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Dave
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Posted: Tue Mar 10th, 2009 12:13 pm |
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Never understood wearin' chaps in those temps either. There was a couple at a run a few years ago wearin' chaps and vests. I just couldn't understand him dressin' like that. But, that was pretty much all she had on and she looked pretty damned good...LOL
What I think was funny about it, the guys ridin' the jap bikes picked his bike up and he got pissy about it. Then got it knocked back over and had to pick it up himself...
Teach him to act like an asshole....LMAO!!!
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marc
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Posted: Tue Mar 10th, 2009 12:07 pm |
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Vero Steve wrote: I still can't figure out chaps on an 80 degree day........
I think I would have a heat stroke...
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Vero Steve
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Posted: Tue Mar 10th, 2009 12:01 pm |
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Well Daytona was loaded up with them last week......I never seen so much brand new leather.........
I still can't figure out chaps on an 80 degree day........
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jeffy ole boy
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Posted: Mon Mar 9th, 2009 05:35 pm |
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Interesting story... I believe that is true.. dicks are dicks no matter what they ride, and righteous riders are good no matter what they ride. just my 2 cents..
The poser was a dick for sure! LOL...
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Dave
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Posted: Mon Mar 9th, 2009 01:00 pm |
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From another board...
okay,
I've finally got enough time to tell the tale ;D
I've been wanting to share this since I got home yesterday!
When I got done checking the new posts, I just didn't have time. Anyway:
I had to ride to Waycross yesterday.
Lots of bikes-- ridden or trailered-- making their way up US 1 from Daytona-- go figure 
Lots of excited, happy people, all waving and having a good time, regardless of what they were on.
Except for _one_ old guy on a brand new HD. You just _knew_ it when you looked at him:
Brand new bike; brand new luggage-- decked out like he had spent the last twenty years on the open road: super-sized saddle bags. bungee nets on top. Nothing under them. :-? Instead of a full-fledged touring pack he had one of those roll-shaped things that so many folks think look "more biker" than a touring bag does. Big bungee net wrapped around it. Nothing under that, either.  In fact, it was slightly crushed from the tension of the net, indicating it was probably empty. He mighta wanted to put those nets in there! :o The way the bags flopped and rattled, it was a fair bet that they were empty, too.
To go with his brand new bike and brand new, freshly-armor-alled luggage, he was wearing brand new everything: brand new black leather pants with brand new black leather chaps over them. Brand new black leather jacket and a brand new vest _over_ it (to show off all his brand new "I've been to Trailer Week" patches, no doubt ).
Don't get me wrong: I also knew that it was _possible_ that he was in fact a biker all his life, and to celebrate buying a brand new bike, he decided to get some brand new gear to go with it. Why not, right? I mean, other than the 78 degree weather that _had_ to be roasting his ass alive in all that stuff. I mean, Dude looked like he dove up a cow's ass, from his black leather boots (still shiny), black leather fingerless gloves, right to his black-leather covered beanie helmet. And of course, every bit of it had brand new Harley logos plastered all over it. But hey-- some dudes go for that, I suppose.
But watching him totter down the road, there was no doubt in my mind that not only was he a newbie, this may well have been his first time on a bike, period! :o
What really amused me most was his attempt at "old school cool." He had a long, long grey beard and rather than braid it, or tuck it into his collar like most of us, he tied up in a black leather pony tail wrap like we used to do way back when. Now us old guys with long grey beards can tell if the guys doing this haven't ridden much . If it's not tucked into your collar, it better damned well be weighted!
And this one wasn't. I'm half suspecting that he bought it from some gypsy vendor who wasn't old enough to have ever seen a fella use it on a beard anyway. I cruised past him a couple of times in the other lane, and that thing was beating the ever-loving shit out of his face! ;D ;D ;D. Every time I got next to him, he'd scowl at me, then make a studied attempt to pretend I didn't exist. He did pretty much the same thing with anyone else who wasn't on an HD. Hey, fuck it. It's not like I really give a shit if this guy lives or dies, so despite his little fantasies, I got more laughs from it than I did any sense of loss. ;D ;D
It wasn't long before I'd been behind, beside, in front, and behind this guy several times coming through town, as have many other riders. You know how it is in bad traffic with lots of stop lights
Anyway, we've all watched this guy stall and stutter at every third take-off, yet he still shoots the evil eye at all the imports around him, and any of the HD guys who are gabbing with us import heathens at the lights. Moron.
It finally happened, though. He finally tried to roar away when he finally secured a pole position at the red light. And he dumped it. ;D ;D ;D ;D Nice job, too: full 270 degree fishtail, him trailing behind it as he wasn't smart enough to let go of the bars... Well done, I must say. He might have gotten a full 360, but eventually it ran into him since he was too panicked to actually get off! ;D ;D ;D ;D
_Immediately_ two sportbike riders _and_ two HD riders and one other guy on an old BMW dual sport that I couldn't identify jump off their bikes, race out into the road to check him out. The Sport riders lept into the intersection and righted the bike (after killing it, which Dudeman did not think to do, in spite of being _glued_ to the bars during the whole event) and started checking the bike over-- controls, tank, covers, etc to make sure it's streetable.
The other three went to check on the rider. As luck (and of course, statistics :lol would have it, the HD riders are both EMTs, on vacation together, and they give the guy a thorough fondling and pronounce him sound. The third guy grabs a road flare out of his luggage (BMW guys carry the neatest stuff! :lol: ) and uses it to direct traffic (we were in the center lane) around the accident till we can get it cleared up.
The HD guys got back on their bikes just as the sportbike guys wheeled his bent-up ego trip back across the white line and next to him. And this Dudeman manages to _still_ look disgusted and sneer at them, turn to the HD guys and say "you let _them_ touch my Harley?! You shoulda left the mutherfucker layin' in the street before letting them plastic-riding jap jockeys touch it!"
The HD guys looked at each other, got back of their bikes, walked over to him, looked at him for a minute. Then they looked at his bike. Then they just reached out and pushed it back over!!!
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Dudeman turned so white you could actually _see_ the shock signals firing in his brain!
;D ;D ;D ;D
One rider (his name was Paul; we'd been talking at the last two red lights) headed back to his bike, and the other one just stared at him. Finally he just said "Grow up, Poser." and walked back to his bike.
While we waited for the light to go our way (we'd been there probably three or four cycles already :roll, we amused ourselves watching him try to pick up his bike, drop it again, get it halfway back up-- all with the serenade of easily two dozen bike horns, a couple of car horns, and one air horn from a big rig ;D ;D
When we got a green, the whole damned lot of us _roared_ out, wide open (as much as was possible without running over anyone else, I mean), horns and pipes just blaring.
He was still struggling to get his little chrome-covered penis back on two wheels. ;D ;D ;D ;D
The moral of this story:
All my life-- as a guy who just prefers imports, I have heard until I am sick to death about what dicks people on Harleys are. Now myself, I _know_ it ain't the bikes. It's people. Just like most people on Harleys are dicks, most people on imports are dicks, too. But it's got nothing to do with bikes: It turns out that most _people_ are dicks, whether they ride a bike or not! ;D ;D ;D
This story sort of defines that distinction:
Even though Dudeman was being an ass all through town, without thinking, the first people to help him were on Harleys, Sportbikes, and a BMW: the three most "dick" categories there are, according to most idiots outside these groups. They didn't even think about anything-- not even what a putz this guy had been to them just moments before-- they just pitched in.
So it just seems to me that it shows that for every 'dick' on an HD, there are two that would help even a complete shit in his time of need. There are two sportbike guys that would do the same, and one BMW guy.
Seems to me that the idea here is that most people on HD's-- bikes in general-- _aren't_ dicks.
Knocking his bike back over? No; that wasn't being a dick. That was still helping out. The moron said that would be better, right?
I know-- I didn't untie my cane, slide off, and go help.
But I'm a dick.
On an import
;D ;D ;D ;D
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