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Our bike which art in horsepower
Hallowed be thy chain
Thy service come, thy wheelie done
On A roads as well as B
Give us this day our daily knee down
And forgive us our speeding offences
As we tear mirrors off those who swerve in front of us
And lead us not into jail sentences
But deliver us fron accidents
For thine is the engine, the power and the glory
For ever and ever ride on.
Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
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!
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