tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post893457501748960746..comments2024-03-01T22:45:35.314-06:00Comments on Bag Blog: BikersBag Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01885412195900280096noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-84074803739223661142007-06-19T06:19:00.000-05:002007-06-19T06:19:00.000-05:00Yep...sport bikes, Lou. Which is why I said what ...Yep...sport bikes, Lou. Which is why I said what I said (Dept. of Cryptic Comments) over at my place, i.e., passenger accommodations are...uh...lacking. Good to see everyone is suitably dressed!Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10997257.post-10573113485255818962007-06-18T23:24:00.000-05:002007-06-18T23:24:00.000-05:00They look like nice boys, lets hope they don't tur...They look like nice boys, lets hope they don't turn out to be organ donors, not necessarily of their own stupidity, but of others. I grew up riding (dirt and street) although i don't really miss it much, mainly because i have three fabulous children and an equally fantastic wife, whom i plan spending many, many years with fully mobile. Its not that riding back then wasn't dangerous too, there were plenty of idiots then, there just weren't as many of them. Keep your head on a swivel boys, so it won't end up on a slab. Happy Trails.The Friendly Neighborhood Piperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07801966842022621248noreply@blogger.com