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Oh, but I am!
But that’s a scooter; real bikers don’t ride scooters!
And real scooters don’t ride bikes!
Don’t mean they don’t ride bikers?
Only in Soviet Russia.
In Soviet Russia Scooter Rid-* gets shot *
He’s 15 degrees off cool!
SHe*LA !
Yes?
Does that mean the rider is unafraid but still freezing? Or neither afraid nor cold?
Or he’s cold as in “no emotions” – gives even more sense, ’cause he’s not afraid
That actually makes sense! I think you just solved an Engrish! Here, have five internets.
Hmm, what can I get for 5 internets?.. [contemplates]
All your internets are belong to me.
I was thinking the same thing. I am guessing he meant to say he wasn’t cold because he is already wearing a jacket and gloves.
100 kmh winds find every seam and pore of your garments. Wet is even worse. The wind evaporating the moisture sucks the heat out of you until your skin is at dew point. Your hands chill your arms below the elbow until the muscles can’t contract to operate the controls. A brand name for these locally was Hippo Hands which kept your arms working until your knees and nose got frost bitten.
And I always feel so deprived missing out on the fun of motorcycling.
I was stationed in Norfolk, Va. for a few years. I had a 30-40 minute ride and 2 months of the year had frost and freezing temperatures. One of the advantages of being at sea was a warm morning commute equivalent of walking from the basement to the upstairs.
Ohhhh, I can handle getting wet, I can handle getting cold, but getting rained on AND getting cold, it’s just unpleasant. Take the car. Better yet, don’t go anywhere, stay home with a nice cup of tea and a good book and the cat on your lap, and listen to the rain.
Who was on your lap? ShadowSplicer, Meowth, or the new one Somepartsareme?
My pussycat, Hecate, a venerable old lady. She’s a bit unwell at the moment, poor thing, I hope she’ll be all right, I don’t think she likes the heat much.
I traveled with a kitten in Mexico years ago. I rigged a hot water bottle with ice cubes and water; then placed it in a cloth bag. The kitten would nap on or next to the “hot” water bottle.
Drat you, Brother John, that’s just what I was about to suggest – “Not frightened, just shivering with cold”. Mind you, these days I am a pathetic wage slave with a disposable income and I have better riding gear. Leathers can be toasty warm. Not necessarily a good thing in the summer. Oh, those 35+ degrees (Celsius) days…
“Not afraid and warm” would be driving a car.
I drive the most massive tanks I can afford and still cannot escape this nagging suspicion that any second I am in a moving vehicle, the end is not far away. Anyone who is not afraid while driving is not in contact with reality.
You say we have a potentially unsafe person riding a bike? That sucks
Or maybe it’s a scooter, I don’t care…
It’s hard to imagine that someone on a motorcycle might be dangerous. Especially those ones with religious insignia upon their jackets, the, uh, oh, some kind of Angels, anyway.
Oh, I say, I resent that remark!
Or should that be, I resemble that remark?
He doesn’t afraid of anything. And it’s chilly.
I bet he’d be afraid of MY chili.
Great chili creates f@rts that the rider can smell and will make the car behind you go off of the road.
Not to brag, but my chili recipe has been investigated as a possible alternative source of natural gas.
Or they just assume you’re riding a two-stroke and running a fully synthetic oil. Ah, I love the smell of two-stroke in the morning.
- Mommy, look! That man over is showing his chili!
…there. Ahem. “over there”. Oh well…
I used to make a firehouse chilli using 1 scotch bonnet per portion; I know people who’re afraid of the very mention of it!
Holy sh!t! Either those were very large portions, like several quarts, or that was some very hot chile. Sounds like it would make a nice condiment, though.
It was seriously hot, even with large potions (but not several quarts large). I think we’re talking somewhere around chilli #4 or 5 in the Texas Chilli Contest joke.
No fair putting potions in your chili! The magic is supposed to be in the flavor!
It is a rabbit vespa! I wonder what the Kanji says…
I can assure you, I have not called for vespers, no matter what this Kanji person might have told you.
Okay, Ribbit. Whatever you say.
I the “Your Yaks Currently” box, this page is listed as “You’re one tough bi…” It made me do a double take!
Everybody loves you when you’re bi.
When you’re bi, you love everyone! But it was the “…” missing three letters that made me itch!
Should have stayed away from that chocolate, eh?
What’s a little stomach pump between friends?
Yup, that’s pretty much what it’s like.
Also, my scooter looked just like that.
Eh is a pretty cool biker. He not cold and doesnt afraid of anything.
Eh rides backwards, though.