sure it’s a shop and not the local Harley club? i think it’s a clubhouse…
maybe both!
[quote=“urodacus”]sure it’s a shop and not the local Harley club? I think it’s a clubhouse…
maybe both![/quote]
A Harley rider clubhouse? How can you tell? Extra-low urinals or something?
he he he. how rude!
No, it’s the enormous pile of empty Miller and Bud cans spilling out onto the street, and the combination of Chain, Bad Company and ZZ Top music playing loudly.
seriously now, how rude of me. i take it all back. such stereotyping is beyond me, and beneath Sandman.
actually, they can listen to whatever music they want. i think they were actually playing Moby.
They’re fucking dentists and they sit on Harleys (I still can’t quite bring myself to describe the owner of such a machine as a “rider”), so its probably Air Supply and Richard Clayderman.
i know what you mean. MY dentist tried to put his tool into my mouth.
Harley riders. Bloody typical.
“I thought these things were supposed to be fast!”
“Yeah, maybe if you were to turn the goddamn thing on.”
some are undoubtedly pieces of art and history:
1940 WLA
but i don’t think much of the new ones, when there is so much MORE that we know one can do with a bike now.
$45,000 USD to buy a bike so that you can dress like a scumbag?
I walked into a biker bar in New York after driving 6,000 miles in a week and a half and they were in awe of me.
Over and over I met Harley owners who couldn’t fathom cross country travel on a Jap bike. They smelled a biker when they saw one…
Jap bikes are the working mans Ferraii.
Perfect American motorcycle–slow,
loud and expensive.
Do love those ridge frame jobs…
You make your balls from riding not posing.