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I was reminded the other day of some of the things I used to get up to…. not all bike related but funny at the time. Before reading on, please understand that I am now a good girl and behave myself like a model citizen [
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Here goes……I used to live and work in a small village not far from Stratford upon Avon. Used to hang out with a bunch of guys, some who had bikes, others had cars. We used to be regulars at a pub in Warwick called The Waterman. Some of the older locals and regulars may remember one particular incident which we were responsible for (there were a few incidents mind!).
One evening we had piled into the cars and drove up to The Waterman. Two of the guys, Jason and Rob, worked at the local MSF. Nearing the end of the evening, they informed us that they had swiped some crow scarers (like fireworks) from work. They told us to get the cars turned round, engines running with the doors open ready for a quick get away. The rest of us piled out of the pub and left Rob and Jason to it. Got the cars ready and waited. A few minutes later, the pair of them came hurtling out of the pub. Before they made it to the cars, there was a series of almighty bangs and the pub windows lit up like Blackpool illuminations, shouts and screams and chaos. We didn’t hang around for the aftermath! Apparently, Rob and Jason had set them up and scapered out of the pub, throwing the crow scarer ‘firecrackers’ under the pool table as they left.
Needless to say, we all got barred and I have never been back since!Very naughty I know……….not very safe either but I am a good girl now officer…..honest![
]Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
LOVE IS GIVING SOMEONE THE POWER TO DESTROY YOU, BUT TRUSTING THEM NOT TO DO IT.
GO ON! DONATE! YOU KNOW YA WANNA!
So come on………any one else got any er…… anything they would like to confess to?[
]Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
LOVE IS GIVING SOMEONE THE POWER TO DESTROY YOU, BUT TRUSTING THEM NOT TO DO IT.
GO ON! DONATE! YOU KNOW YA WANNA!
i have plnty i would like to, but i guess not on a public forum …….
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!
Would that be THE waterman, the famed Bikers pub?
Hehehe…….Yes mate. It was in March, think it was March anyway, weekday night, every one knew who it was and we were damn lucky they never got the police involved! We were a bit notorious round that area at the time, more so in the Henley area though!
Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
LOVE IS GIVING SOMEONE THE POWER TO DESTROY YOU, BUT TRUSTING THEM NOT TO DO IT.
GO ON! DONATE! YOU KNOW YA WANNA!
Of course I must add that it was a long time ago, you know, young and foolish and all of that……. I would never dream of doing such a thing now, being a responsible mother of two and all of that![
]Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
LOVE IS GIVING SOMEONE THE POWER TO DESTROY YOU, BUT TRUSTING THEM NOT TO DO IT.
GO ON! DONATE! YOU KNOW YA WANNA!
Similar reminder
We recently had our APU, Remember it Radar,(heh! dya Know Radar actually bought a round or 2) ooohhhh yes he did honest![}
]Well one of our old school mates came up from Bristol “Steve Tindall” a couple of us hadn’t seen him for 20 odd years, (scary)
Anyhow.
There were many occasions when Steve and I got into scrapes one way or the other but one particular one springs to mind. Don’t know why but just does.Steve had this gun right ( an air pistol before you all run for the hills) a Gat gun to be precise, and we thought (as you do when when you are 13ish that it would be good idea to hide in the bushes outside his house and shoot cars (nothing wrong with that I here you say to yourselves) well thats what we thought, so, there we were tucked down in the Chrysanthemums ducking and diving so as not to be seen, then our first target came into view (can’t remember what it was probably an escort or something) any how it was me to go first, so I leant out from my cover and peeped over the fence, Now bare in mind when you are 13ish and you are potentially about to shoot a moving car with an air pistol you forget various basics rules of physics, (work with me on this one)[
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The particular one that I forgot was the one that a pellet (even one that is fired from a Gat gun) travels considerable faster than a 1971 Mk1 Escort, well I thought that I had to fire it when the car was probably 30 yards away so that they would meet at the right time and, well I suppose I didn’t think of the possible consiquences, so, there I was, ready aim (30 yards ahead) Bang, of course missed the escort by bleedin’ miles (about 30 Yards to be precise) but I did hit something, Yes over the other side of the road, it was only one of Steve’s Neighbours cars oooohhhhh yes!!!! and I bet you can’t guess what it was…….[?]It was only a bleedin’ Rolls Royce, I think it was a Silver Cloud or something loveley metalic blue (I think they would call it Tahiti Blue Nower days).
Well you can imagine I turned to Steve, Steve turns to me, we look at each other and “OH! DEAR”! we say, (coz we were well brought up boys)
“LEG IT” so off we go through the bushes straight into his house, sit ther shakin’ like leaves.
Steve says you’d better get out of here so I start to walk home of course I have walk passed this blokes house, just as I am i see him coming out towards Steves house.When I saw Steve the next day he said the bloke had heard the crack of the pellet on his car looked out of the window and saw us legging it, he didn’t know what it was but he knew it had somehing to do with us, he’d seen us. Corse Steve denied it all and the bloke couldn’t proove a thing so we got away with it. HA! HA!
Lesson learnt.
Can’t think what it was but we didn’t do it again, so we stuck to shooting pensioners as they walked into the Post Office to collect their pensions on a Thursday, They didn’t move as quick as the Escort.[}]That’s a joke we didn’t really…….[
]Kept missing them, JOKING.[
]So there you go.
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][]@Toggsy. You know it’s funny how when your 13 you and your mate decided to shoot cars with pellet guns, cos me and my mate did exactly the same thing.
Now me and my mate grew up in what you english would call the outback and shooting things with pellet guns was second nature. But that wasn’t enough so we took to shooting tourist’s cars.
So here’s me and me mate sat up in the banana plantation above the road picking off cars, ace fun. That is until my mate decides to shoot at the passenger window of the next car. Only problem was the window was down and he shot the poor bugger square in the cheek!!!
Well as you may guess we bloody shit ourselves and took the bolt and vowed never to shoot at cars again!![}][V][]Wilba Wild 01
Air guns @ 13 tails 3: Me and mate once took a pop at the school bus with an air pistol! Despite the size of target we both missed!! I will never be a paid killer! (Can’t spell assasin…)
Other than that I have led a blameless existence…
Donate – it makes you feel good!most of the things i remember doing usually involved hidin or escapin from the police. im a good boy now but the police have it in for me still. you know how it is!{“is that reg plate the correct size?, are you sure that can is loud enough?}although i do remember being so bored once that i spent all day timing an elephant to see how long it took him to boil water with his todger![:p]
at 200mph you have no friends
A spud up some cars exhaust pipe was always a good one!!!
Scrumpin’….. and wait for it “knock & run”.
Ever make cigarettes out of rolled up newspaper, and actually realise they weren’t joking about it being bad for you?!?!40 this yesr though, so I suppose I’ll have to stop it all soon.
Gat guns!
My mum has a caravan in wales and every weekend would leave her responsible 16 year old son at home looking over the place.
One of these weekends my 2 mates and i where watchin some cack on the box when all of a sudden i get this agonising pang on the side of my leg, Daz has found mums Gat gun filled it with tissue and spit and started taking random pot shots at me and my mate.
Daz’s problems had just begun cos i new where the 2.2 air rifle was. Upstairs i went loaded it up stormed the living room and shot the bugger in the left nad..lucky shot indeed and when we peeled him off the ceiling a running pitch gun battle ensued.
No where was safe and ended up with Colin the inocent by stander barrackading himself in my bedroom, and when we stormed it the last thing we saw was Colins ass disapearing out the window in an attempt to escape his would be asassins.he fell about 15 ft but he was ok. So we shot im again just make sure he was movin….lol
Guns don’t kill people, bikers do
Call the police, who hoo hoo!@Wilba – Where did you grow up? Not many outbacks and plantations in North Lincs
Grew up in South east Queensland Australia mate, about and hour south of Brisbane on the Gold Coast. Well the hinterland of the Gold Coast anyway. 60 acres of subtropical rainforest and banana plantaions.[
] My Parents are from England so I decided to head on over to see how it’s done top side![][] Plus I always wanted to go to the TT![]Wilba Wild 01
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