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EDIT to add:
WARNING:
I did not write this.
This is FUNNY.
Not funny ironic but funny HAHA. Ok, maybe a little funny ironic too. This is not a bitching rantfest. If you left your sense of humor at home move on to another topic.
Please.
And have a nice day.
/edit
WARNING: Easy Rider spoiler!
----
IF YOU’RE A MAN OVER 45 AND WANT TO BUY YOUR FIRST MOTORCYCLE… DON’T –
Because you will be buying it for all the wrong reasons. Mid-life crisis.
Stuck in middle management. Hair gone. E.D. Besides, why spend $20,000 on
something you’re just going to clean and stare at and maybe ride to the bar
weather permitting. Eventually your new fad will fade quicker than that box
of premium cigars you pretend to like. So do everyone a favor and accept
your old life. Tee times start at 8:30.
GIVE ORANGE COUNTY CHOPPERS A TASTE OF YOUR SIZE 12s – The TV show, the
t-shirts, the dopey theme bikes. It’s time to wake up and smell the 20W-50.
What originally began as a compelling vision of a small shop’s pretensions
quickly degenerated to overt commercial pandering once the characters got
popular. Rehearsed storylines became as predictable as the banner logos
gracing the backdrop of every scene. And while a fake reality series is
nothing new, it’s hard to turn away from the misguided thousands sporting
OCC merchandise like it’s the second coming of Davy Crockett’s cap. A
hopeful epitaph: recently spotted Orange County Choppers gear on sale at
J.C.Pennys, marked down 60%. This just in – American Choppers (TV series)
cancelled. The market has spoken.
SOMETIMES THE LONE WOLF IS JUST ANOTHER SHEEP IN THE FLOCK – Especially if
you only ride tavern-to-tavern on ultra-conformist chrome displays in full
poser-pirate gear including “BITCH FELL OFF” t-shirts, fingerless gloves
and (only if mandated by law) a proper beanie helmet. For a group of
“rugged individualists” you’re goofier than a bunch of Shriners.
BIKERS ARE NOT AN OPPRESSED MINORITY – The “us” versus “them” attitude is
so last century. Your hair (shaggy or shaved), tattoos, black leather and
chain wallets haven’t scared anyone for a long time. The eye rolling you
attract from folks and real motorcyclists have more to do with your
pathetic herd mentality than the need to discriminate. Part of which is
your inane desire to feel the world doesn’t understand you. The biker
t-shirts say, “If you have to ask you wouldn’t understand.” Well sorry to
break it to you. Nobody’s asking. And whether you’re a biker who’s black,
Jewish, homosexual and/or a Republican there’s no reason to think society’s
out to get you. So give up the glamour of being a second class citizen and
accept the fact that you and your lives are merely average or at best
slightly below.
IF YOU RIDE WITHOUT A HELMET PRE-PAY YOUR BURIAL COSTS – Rather than debate
helmet laws, hospital and insurance rates let’s cut to the tombstone. It
costs money to put these jokers in the ground. So rather than burden
families and society with the inevitable “let those who ride decide” if
it’s going to be granite or bronze. And have them open their checkbooks
before they open their brains out on the highway.
LOUD PIPES JUST ANNOY PEOPLE – All that noise directed rearward doesn’t do
dick in the most common dangerous conflict where a car turns in front of
you. Research shows that bikes with modified exhaust systems crash more
frequently than those with stock pipes. If you really want to save lives,
turn to a brighter jacket and helmet color with reflectives which have been
proven to do the job. Or install a louder horn. Otherwise, stick your
ground pounders where the valves don’t shine.
IT’S NOT THEIR FAULT THEY CAN’T SEE YOU – Especially if you ride a matte
black motorcycle decked out in matte black helmet, matte black jacket, et
al. Reflective vests, belts, stick-on squares and brighter colors can do
alot to keep you from looking like your own shadow. How much visibility is
sufficient? Enough to allow your widow’s lawyer to say in court, “There’s
no way the asshole didn’t see him.”
IF YOU DON’T RIDE IN THE RAIN YOU DON’T REALLY RIDE – No one is suggesting
heading straight toward the monsoon. But if you’re exclusively a fair
weather rider it’s just too impractical to have you on the road. Your
inexperience and apprehension are to put it mildly, dangerous. And while
Mother Nature is unpredictable, experience, skill and proper gear are what
gets you through. Limiting your riding to only the perfect day is just a
step away from hardly riding and soon not riding at all. Maybe the best
idea for some.
GROUP RIDING IS ALOT LIKE DUCK HUNTING – Eventually some doofus ends up
doing something that either kills you or the dog. Group riding with people
who don’t maintain their bikes, don’t ride within their skills and don’t
wear ATGATT (all the gear all the time) means you’ll likely end up helping
them work on their bike or sitting around interminable hours in a hospital
waiting room. At least with duck hunting there’s a possibility of a decent
entree.
STOP WITH ALL THE WAVING ALREADY – As sure as the first day of Spring when
every bozo has their bike out it starts. You know, the Wave. People with
whom we only share the same transportation choice feel the need to mutually
acknowledge each other like a bunch of prom queens. It used to be the only
reason for an errant hand gesture was the warning of a dead skunk or worse.
Like the last scene in Easy Rider when Dennis Hopper gets blown away for
flipping off the redneck in the pick-up. A Wave gone wrong. Still the
Wavers assume we’re all long-lost brothers. Weekend chrome polishers all
cruising toward us in dire need of validation. Okay, we admit it. We see
you. We’re happy for you. Just keep your hands down and eyes up. And if you
feel the urge to wave, save it for the next redneck in a pick-up. And lets
hope for the best.
YOU DON’T NEED GPS ON A 60 MILE ROUNDTRIP – Tom Hanks got back to earth
from the friggin moon (Apollo 13) with only a pencil and a slide-rule.
While it’s great to able to coordinate your position on the planet in
relation to Pluto it’s nice to know maps are still available at most gas
stops. Or how about the pure adventure of traveling without a destination?
Besides, if all Tom Hanks had was a GPS he’d still be on that friggin
island (Castaway).
STOP TRYING TO RESURRECT DEAD MARQUEES – Paying over $18 million for the
rights to a motorcycle logo from fifty years ago doesn’t guarantee that
brand will fly off the dealer’s floorplan. It might be good business to
ride the wave of aging boomer bikers before they trade-in their two wheels
for wheelchairs. But if the only reason to buy the bike is the re-hashed
logo on the gas tank, the time it takes for all that retro to go Chapter 11
can be clocked with an egg timer. It’s time the industry learned that late
great motorcycles are best relegated to people’s fond memories where they
should have stayed all along. UPDATE – Indian is back with a new
manufacturer for a third go round in the last ten years. There’s never an
egg timer around when you need one.
LET’S HAVE MORE REAL WORLD M-CLASS LICENSING – The current M-class
licensing fails to take into consideration many riders’ limitations. Some
new classifications might include:
M-NR – cannot ride in the rain
M-60 – cannot ride during ambient temperatures below 60fh degrees
M-TRL – can only ride within 5 miles from nearest trailer
M-BAR – can only ride to and from a cold beer
M-DONOR – cannot wear a helmet except certified novelty beanie
M-CLEAN – can only clean motorcycle, no riding permitted
https://www.trophycycleapparel.com/index.php?main_page=page&id=3&chapter=0
WARNING:
I did not write this.
This is FUNNY.
Not funny ironic but funny HAHA. Ok, maybe a little funny ironic too. This is not a bitching rantfest. If you left your sense of humor at home move on to another topic.
Please.
And have a nice day.
/edit
WARNING: Easy Rider spoiler!
----
IF YOU’RE A MAN OVER 45 AND WANT TO BUY YOUR FIRST MOTORCYCLE… DON’T –
Because you will be buying it for all the wrong reasons. Mid-life crisis.
Stuck in middle management. Hair gone. E.D. Besides, why spend $20,000 on
something you’re just going to clean and stare at and maybe ride to the bar
weather permitting. Eventually your new fad will fade quicker than that box
of premium cigars you pretend to like. So do everyone a favor and accept
your old life. Tee times start at 8:30.
GIVE ORANGE COUNTY CHOPPERS A TASTE OF YOUR SIZE 12s – The TV show, the
t-shirts, the dopey theme bikes. It’s time to wake up and smell the 20W-50.
What originally began as a compelling vision of a small shop’s pretensions
quickly degenerated to overt commercial pandering once the characters got
popular. Rehearsed storylines became as predictable as the banner logos
gracing the backdrop of every scene. And while a fake reality series is
nothing new, it’s hard to turn away from the misguided thousands sporting
OCC merchandise like it’s the second coming of Davy Crockett’s cap. A
hopeful epitaph: recently spotted Orange County Choppers gear on sale at
J.C.Pennys, marked down 60%. This just in – American Choppers (TV series)
cancelled. The market has spoken.
SOMETIMES THE LONE WOLF IS JUST ANOTHER SHEEP IN THE FLOCK – Especially if
you only ride tavern-to-tavern on ultra-conformist chrome displays in full
poser-pirate gear including “BITCH FELL OFF” t-shirts, fingerless gloves
and (only if mandated by law) a proper beanie helmet. For a group of
“rugged individualists” you’re goofier than a bunch of Shriners.
BIKERS ARE NOT AN OPPRESSED MINORITY – The “us” versus “them” attitude is
so last century. Your hair (shaggy or shaved), tattoos, black leather and
chain wallets haven’t scared anyone for a long time. The eye rolling you
attract from folks and real motorcyclists have more to do with your
pathetic herd mentality than the need to discriminate. Part of which is
your inane desire to feel the world doesn’t understand you. The biker
t-shirts say, “If you have to ask you wouldn’t understand.” Well sorry to
break it to you. Nobody’s asking. And whether you’re a biker who’s black,
Jewish, homosexual and/or a Republican there’s no reason to think society’s
out to get you. So give up the glamour of being a second class citizen and
accept the fact that you and your lives are merely average or at best
slightly below.
IF YOU RIDE WITHOUT A HELMET PRE-PAY YOUR BURIAL COSTS – Rather than debate
helmet laws, hospital and insurance rates let’s cut to the tombstone. It
costs money to put these jokers in the ground. So rather than burden
families and society with the inevitable “let those who ride decide” if
it’s going to be granite or bronze. And have them open their checkbooks
before they open their brains out on the highway.
LOUD PIPES JUST ANNOY PEOPLE – All that noise directed rearward doesn’t do
dick in the most common dangerous conflict where a car turns in front of
you. Research shows that bikes with modified exhaust systems crash more
frequently than those with stock pipes. If you really want to save lives,
turn to a brighter jacket and helmet color with reflectives which have been
proven to do the job. Or install a louder horn. Otherwise, stick your
ground pounders where the valves don’t shine.
IT’S NOT THEIR FAULT THEY CAN’T SEE YOU – Especially if you ride a matte
black motorcycle decked out in matte black helmet, matte black jacket, et
al. Reflective vests, belts, stick-on squares and brighter colors can do
alot to keep you from looking like your own shadow. How much visibility is
sufficient? Enough to allow your widow’s lawyer to say in court, “There’s
no way the asshole didn’t see him.”
IF YOU DON’T RIDE IN THE RAIN YOU DON’T REALLY RIDE – No one is suggesting
heading straight toward the monsoon. But if you’re exclusively a fair
weather rider it’s just too impractical to have you on the road. Your
inexperience and apprehension are to put it mildly, dangerous. And while
Mother Nature is unpredictable, experience, skill and proper gear are what
gets you through. Limiting your riding to only the perfect day is just a
step away from hardly riding and soon not riding at all. Maybe the best
idea for some.
GROUP RIDING IS ALOT LIKE DUCK HUNTING – Eventually some doofus ends up
doing something that either kills you or the dog. Group riding with people
who don’t maintain their bikes, don’t ride within their skills and don’t
wear ATGATT (all the gear all the time) means you’ll likely end up helping
them work on their bike or sitting around interminable hours in a hospital
waiting room. At least with duck hunting there’s a possibility of a decent
entree.
STOP WITH ALL THE WAVING ALREADY – As sure as the first day of Spring when
every bozo has their bike out it starts. You know, the Wave. People with
whom we only share the same transportation choice feel the need to mutually
acknowledge each other like a bunch of prom queens. It used to be the only
reason for an errant hand gesture was the warning of a dead skunk or worse.
Like the last scene in Easy Rider when Dennis Hopper gets blown away for
flipping off the redneck in the pick-up. A Wave gone wrong. Still the
Wavers assume we’re all long-lost brothers. Weekend chrome polishers all
cruising toward us in dire need of validation. Okay, we admit it. We see
you. We’re happy for you. Just keep your hands down and eyes up. And if you
feel the urge to wave, save it for the next redneck in a pick-up. And lets
hope for the best.
YOU DON’T NEED GPS ON A 60 MILE ROUNDTRIP – Tom Hanks got back to earth
from the friggin moon (Apollo 13) with only a pencil and a slide-rule.
While it’s great to able to coordinate your position on the planet in
relation to Pluto it’s nice to know maps are still available at most gas
stops. Or how about the pure adventure of traveling without a destination?
Besides, if all Tom Hanks had was a GPS he’d still be on that friggin
island (Castaway).
STOP TRYING TO RESURRECT DEAD MARQUEES – Paying over $18 million for the
rights to a motorcycle logo from fifty years ago doesn’t guarantee that
brand will fly off the dealer’s floorplan. It might be good business to
ride the wave of aging boomer bikers before they trade-in their two wheels
for wheelchairs. But if the only reason to buy the bike is the re-hashed
logo on the gas tank, the time it takes for all that retro to go Chapter 11
can be clocked with an egg timer. It’s time the industry learned that late
great motorcycles are best relegated to people’s fond memories where they
should have stayed all along. UPDATE – Indian is back with a new
manufacturer for a third go round in the last ten years. There’s never an
egg timer around when you need one.
LET’S HAVE MORE REAL WORLD M-CLASS LICENSING – The current M-class
licensing fails to take into consideration many riders’ limitations. Some
new classifications might include:
M-NR – cannot ride in the rain
M-60 – cannot ride during ambient temperatures below 60fh degrees
M-TRL – can only ride within 5 miles from nearest trailer
M-BAR – can only ride to and from a cold beer
M-DONOR – cannot wear a helmet except certified novelty beanie
M-CLEAN – can only clean motorcycle, no riding permitted
https://www.trophycycleapparel.com/index.php?main_page=page&id=3&chapter=0
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