Originally posted by GSX Hooligan
gc – you know, ride along with you making sure you dont wobble and fall off coz its a mans thing innit – you know riding bikes and that, mind you when we get you home you could show your thanks by whipping up a nice bacon bun or summat…..
I slept with faith and found a corpse in my arms on awakening; I drank and danced all night with doubt and found her a virgin in the morning.
Aleister Crowley (1875 – 1947)
Blackboard paint – Covers a multitude of sins!
So I would be on my own bike or old mans bike? Thats what you said? Make your mind up! You men can never make your mind up!
And a mans thing? A ‘mans thing’ is going out and earning money for his woman to spend apparently! (obviously I don’t know about these things….I’m just a woman who rides her OWN sportsbike.)
LOVE IS GIVING SOMEONE THE ABILITY TO DESTROY YOU, THEN TRUSTING THEM NOT TO.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, But rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, Vodka in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming…….WOO HOO, what a ride!