Joined Feb 2002
865 Posts | 9+
las vegas nv
fryguy said:
fryguy;
hi Graysen. you are lucky to have such a nice dad.
all the more reason for us all to keep this stuff pg.
i use the devil/fire thing because its soooo opposite what/who i am.
i had an avaitor, but after a few days json needed to flex his software muscles [they exist in cyberspace only] and delete it. i guess he has something against the muffets or bunny rabbits. its sad when a guy picks on bunny rabbits and frogs, dont you think?
hey fryguy...do i remember this correctly...dave was your bud on the yamaha, shawn was your bud who was sick for a day...andy was your adopted brother?
tuts
Joined Feb 2002
865 Posts | 9+
las vegas nv
petbro1 said:
petbro 1;
it really was. i didnt think it would be so much fun, but it was. we were like a brotherhood, and all the 'butt muchies' were not on husabergs.
i'm not saying that all the non berg riders were that way, but all of those that were weren't. interestion of subset a with subset b type stuff.
hope you come to the next one.
tuts
Joined Feb 2002
865 Posts | 9+
las vegas nv
Re: Paul the word craftsman
json,
sometimes the true hurts but it needs to be told.
i wasnt sleeping on the ride up to moab. i was trying to ignore you. unfortuneately it didnt work...ie..the picture of me faking sleep and you with that deranged smile, and that was one of you most normal looks.
on the ride back i was trying to anything to get out of the truck, even if it was getting arrested. i just dont understand what i did to dezduster and husyadaddy to deserve such an honor [painful experience] as to be seated next to you the whole trip up and back. while i'm spilling my guts here, on the 15 minutes i got to drive, the reason i was going almost 100 mph was because i was looking for a tree or lite pole to crash into. i knew any slower and there might be survivors. it was a sacrifice i was willing to make to make the moab trip, and the world in general, a bit safer. i think dezduster has similiar thoughts...remember how he had the passengers side airbag shut off? makes you wonder doesnt it?
wow, it feels good not to carry that around anymore.
tuts
schwim said:
json,
sometimes the true hurts but it needs to be told.
i wasnt sleeping on the ride up to moab. i was trying to ignore you. unfortuneately it didnt work...ie..the picture of me faking sleep and you with that deranged smile, and that was one of you most normal looks.
on the ride back i was trying to anything to get out of the truck, even if it was getting arrested. i just dont understand what i did to dezduster and husyadaddy to deserve such an honor [painful experience] as to be seated next to you the whole trip up and back. while i'm spilling my guts here, on the 15 minutes i got to drive, the reason i was going almost 100 mph was because i was looking for a tree or lite pole to crash into. i knew any slower and there might be survivors. it was a sacrifice i was willing to make to make the moab trip, and the world in general, a bit safer. i think dezduster has similiar thoughts...remember how he had the passengers side airbag shut off? makes you wonder doesnt it?
wow, it feels good not to carry that around anymore.
tuts
Joined Nov 2001
17K Posts | 774+
Ely, England
aaah now there is a real character.... brother dave (where art thou)
got a lift to the ride on the saturday with brother dave and his monosyblic tones had me done for after 2 minutes. he somehow conspired to lose fryguy between the camp and the petrol station which was only 1/2 a mile!
then when he filled with fuel he did all his GPS, MPG calculations and then requested "where are they?". i said that "they could be anywhere but there is no way that 4 blokes can fill quicker trhan one and be gone!"
how wrong can you be?
so we sat on the side of the road for 10 minutes hoping to see team 'maple leaf' come bye but alas it was 10 long waisted (did i mention long?) in which we swapped out the 'chime bells of east patagonia' for 'native indian top 10 hits in the alaskan pop charts 1971-1973'.
here comes a really good bit;......heya, heya, heya , heya, woo-ho haya, haya, haya, haya... (i'll take it you get the drift of this....or maybe you all have a copy! :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: ).
back to the camp. i spy with...... no they're not there! :roll: :roll:
more monotone diatrib, another hour and we catch up with everyone. sorry it was 10 minutes.
we arrive with splat (brian) and the crazy cannucks are unloaded ready to go. i find that my steed is ready and has even been warmed up but fryguy HASN'T CLEANED IT. what kind of service is this? don't they know what an englishmen expects, service! that's what!
however i manage to look down the side of my nose jusat one more time to keep these oyks in their place.
splat can't start his bike and after a considerable time he gives up and today (for yesterday he got tow started by a KTM85...think about that!) he has jeff in thunderbird 2 to give him a tow (AKA coronaberg) this duly happens and after much checking of how big bums look we are ready to set off.
i've been really cool about all this and if you look at the picture with fryguy pulling a wheelie right up near the camera you'll see that i'm right at the back being 'cool' (don't really know what it means but i do like to say it a lot).
we leave. we're away. ......
later that day brother dave says "whichwaydiyagoman?". "i blinked and you were gone...."
right
Taffy
got a lift to the ride on the saturday with brother dave and his monosyblic tones had me done for after 2 minutes. he somehow conspired to lose fryguy between the camp and the petrol station which was only 1/2 a mile!
then when he filled with fuel he did all his GPS, MPG calculations and then requested "where are they?". i said that "they could be anywhere but there is no way that 4 blokes can fill quicker trhan one and be gone!"
how wrong can you be?
so we sat on the side of the road for 10 minutes hoping to see team 'maple leaf' come bye but alas it was 10 long waisted (did i mention long?) in which we swapped out the 'chime bells of east patagonia' for 'native indian top 10 hits in the alaskan pop charts 1971-1973'.
here comes a really good bit;......heya, heya, heya , heya, woo-ho haya, haya, haya, haya... (i'll take it you get the drift of this....or maybe you all have a copy! :twisted: :twisted: :twisted: ).
back to the camp. i spy with...... no they're not there! :roll: :roll:
more monotone diatrib, another hour and we catch up with everyone. sorry it was 10 minutes.
we arrive with splat (brian) and the crazy cannucks are unloaded ready to go. i find that my steed is ready and has even been warmed up but fryguy HASN'T CLEANED IT. what kind of service is this? don't they know what an englishmen expects, service! that's what!
however i manage to look down the side of my nose jusat one more time to keep these oyks in their place.
splat can't start his bike and after a considerable time he gives up and today (for yesterday he got tow started by a KTM85...think about that!) he has jeff in thunderbird 2 to give him a tow (AKA coronaberg) this duly happens and after much checking of how big bums look we are ready to set off.
i've been really cool about all this and if you look at the picture with fryguy pulling a wheelie right up near the camera you'll see that i'm right at the back being 'cool' (don't really know what it means but i do like to say it a lot).
we leave. we're away. ......
later that day brother dave says "whichwaydiyagoman?". "i blinked and you were gone...."
right
Taffy
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