the horse and chicken story (sorry for ranting)

So I'm parked at Tim hortons (for you Americans, think of it as the dunkin donuts of Canada!) enjoying a smoke and a coffee with Scott, my best friend and his 84 750 virago (to update the mental image), as we enjoyed the coffee a kid (19 to 22) would be my guess, rolled up in what could very well have been his dads Ford Mustang I suspect late 90's or early 00's and heavily modifed (including the slight whine of a super charger) park next to us and our bikes which at this moment where also our chairs, as they walk by I hear the passenger say " my gixxer would smoke those" followed by the drivers response of " my car could to" and a chuckle....
A few minutes later they emerge from Tim's, ice capp's in hand and take a seat at an outside table about 6 or 7 feet from us, still pissed off I loudly told Scott the story of the horse and the chicken as it was once told to me.
please try not to be offended.

The horse and the chicken.

Horse and Chicken were best friends and did everything together. One day they went to a park to throw the ball around, they talked and laughed as the ball flew back and fourth, back and forth untill one throw got away from chicken and flew over horses head, Horse not being one to give up took off running to catch the stray ball, and failed to see the large hole at the end of the field, chicken concerned, came running to only to find horse in good health, but unable to climb out of the deep hole, so chicken thinking fast ran to his car a ford mustang, attatched a rope, and towed his friend free!! all was sorted and their play resumed untill a ball got away from horse this time!, not noticing that they had switched sides, it was chicken this time that found himself at the bottom of the deep hole, horse came to see if chicken was ok and he was, so he told horse to get his car so he could tow him out, but horse had another idea!! horse stepped over the hole and dropped his huge member down the hole, chicken then grabbed on and was pulled out as horse walked away!!! and the two friends continued their game.....

The moral..

If your hung like a horse you don't need a mustang!!!!

as Scott and I had a laugh I could see that our new friends were less than impressed, but I sure felt better and since they didn't shoot me I guess all is well. I just thought I would share that with you, I think a person should be able to enjoy what he has and not be bothered by those who have more or only have something to be cool, I love my bike and am proud to have a 27 year old bike that still runs and don't care what anyone thinks.
Shaun

 

Mail me a butter caramel ice capp supreme and 40 tim bits 15 crueler, 15 chocolate and 10 assorted. Pretty please! We have timmy's here, just not this far south, it's a real treat for me.

Most kids Mommy and Daddy buy them anything they want, and I bet daddy bought him his gixxer. When he wraps that mustang and/or the gixxer around a tree, daddy will buy him another one. They have no concept of working for what you want.

You put a lot of work into your bike and it is something to be proud of.

 

You'll find always this kind of people.

Not only they don't know the concept of working for what you want, but they don't understand what's the passion for bikes/cars rather than change them as they change the underwear.

I'll tell you a story:

In 1998, i just finished to revive my '76 Honda Cb 750 Four, went to a ride and stopped at the local cafe for a drink.

I got out for a smoke and i saw some guy i knew looking confused at the bike. He asked me wich bike it was and i explained it.

Then, he started to say strange things and half rants over who buys older bikes, and that his Ninja easily beat me up without using the 3re gear, blahblahblah...i finally got to the point and said:

- "Listen dude, do you're trying to telling me you think i got this bike 'cause i haven't the money for a CBR 900?"

- "Yes".

- "well, pal, with the money i spent on it i could have buyed a 2nd hand CBR easily."

- "..............."

- "ok, probably you'll send to the junkyard a '67 Stingray 'cause it's a old car, right?"

- "What's a stingray....?"

 

that is a great story.... if you dont mind im going to use that.

 

i just dont get that "my bike/car can smoke that" attitude.

when he is out on his bike, and a Hayabusa rolls up does he put his chin to his chest and avoid eye contact? what about when he is out in his supercharged mustang and a cobra lines up at the light? how tough is he then?

THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE FASTER* and any MAN can handle that fact.






*unless you are the pilot of the Spaceball 1 traveling at "Ludicrous Speed", because i dont think anyone has surpassed plaid yet.

 

Got to love the Ludacrous speed. "Use the Shwarts!!!"
To be honest, when I bought Maxine, my XJ700, I only purcahsed her because she was cheap. I was like, "Cool! I've got a decent looking bike I can paint and learn on"
Ended up almost being a lemon when I brought her home and tried to start her.
So after months of working, wrenching, and restoring, i came to love every second of it! Minus some cuss words and hair pulling times, and one or two "I'ma scrap you!" moments.
Those kids with the Gixxers and Hayabusa's, 80% of them get those things bought for them, and have no sense of self worth. They and their parents can bite me.
I love my machine. I love working on my machine. And if you wanna brag about how much your parents spent on your vehicle, or how easy it is to "smoke" me, then you can kiss my Dutch booty.
Lets make a Reality show guys!
We'll take a couple of rich kids, give em a tool set, give em beat up bikes and a deadline. Then Drag em! Maybe those kids will get a little bit more respect for themselves and their vehicles. Maybe it'll humble them. Who knows?
-SLKid

 

THIS SPEED?

 

Did you mean they'd drag the rich kids? Behind the bikes? I'd watch that.

 

That would make for some entertaining TV

 

I love Spaceballs. Yea I have seen too many kids wrap a vehicle Mom and Dad supplied around a tree.

Went to eye doctor today and on the way an SLK pulls up next to me at a light and had to show her acceleration. I had a good laugh over it but was not really impressed. Funny what people do.

 

Guys, what is really fun, trust me on this, is when I pull up next to them in my Buick GSX. Even the Haybusa's go down on the street. buick runs mid 10's at over 125 mph!!! they just don't have a clue. The best part is I built my Buick, I didn't buy it.

Side note: I pulled into the local Qwikie Mart one night in the GSX where there were a bunch of 'ricers" you know the kind. HIgh school kid with a Civic, vinyl stickers, a wing and a fart can exhaust.

One of them says to me, "How much power does that thing make?"

I looked at his civic and told him, "About 4 of those!"

Then he wanted to race. Fools, all of them, I tell ya, fools!!

No don't get me wrong. I have nothing but respect for someone that actually builds a JApanese car to be fast. But those guys that seem to think 4 vinyl stickers add 200 hp have no clue and I usually just laugh at them.

 

And in a "coming full circle" kind of way.....

The Civics with the vinyl stickers and fart can exhausts make 200 HP like a new Road King and a bunch of Harley Davidson officially liscensed clothing makes one a Billy Badass Biker. I HATE both of those types of people.

 

SPONSORED BY MOM AND DAD

 

i drive a 350z (on my own dime) and i always get the little punks in ricers trying to race. i got nothing but love for the few that do it right but a body kit with zip ties and rollin dubs on 3 and a spare on 1 is just pathetic

 

I've got a 2000 SAAB 93 that I drive that "looks" stock. No modifications to the outside of the car, except my exhaust is slightly larger than the standard. Now the engine on the other hand...Always seems to come as a shock to the 'ricers' when I smoke them.

 

The ricers hate it when I 'smoke' them, literally, in my duramax. 8000# vehicle, 600 hp and 1500 ft/lbs torque. 4 HI and 30#'s of boost of the line and they have no idea what hit them. It launches like I was rearended by a train!!!