Motorcycles suck! Let's get into golf. Lots and lots of my little brain power has been centered around this piece of shit lately. What can I do to be acknowledged as a premier fabricator, builder or adder of accessories. Which is basically all I do. I find shit on the world wide web and say to myself "I like that". Then I spend my money like a goddamn fool! I want blow horns and whistles, I want fancy pants paint and momma and papa seats. And all for what? I betcha I'll be the first one naked this year at V.T.10, but I still aint gonna get no fat-ass old lady pussy! What a fuckin loser I am.
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