FOAK: Missing Ignition Key

I really rate the T/GT500 twin. The RD's sportier and handles better,
agreed, but that 500 twin is just so tough.

 

Well, if you're *real nice* to S'mee, maybe he'll stick his Titan's
key up your bunghole.

It's the only part of the shitheap that works yannow...

 

Which old shitheap are we talking about?

 

Yea - elks are notoriously rude and smelly.

 

Take your pick. Everything S'mee owns is a shitheap.

Mind you, he's < proud > of his dungpiles and points them out to
everybody who wanders by...

 

Quote From KrustyUS, posting in this thread earlier.

"You just cross-posted *again*!

You're dumber than dogshit, aren't you?"

And then he x-posts to a third NG.

Just thought this was worth flagging up.

 

I wish I still had all the SOBs I've owned - I could retire.

Um -

I have retired...

Soddit!

But I still wish I had them innit. Starting with the 1941 DR G3
Matchless in its original khaki drab...

 

This *is* the Temple of the Torn-to-Flinders Olde Crocke, isn't it?

*Any* thread about a missing ignition key should be crossposted all
over every newsgroup possible so old farts can fondly reminisce about
shitheaps they no longer own or dungpiles rotting in their sheds that
they will never get running again.

And the thread should never stop until everybody has had their say
about the strange misalignments of cam lobes and crank pins which
flummoxed their thinking until they attained *satori* and set the
timing correctly, etc., ad infinitum nauseamque.

 

uh, yeah right. I found the RD less capable handling wise. But that's
just me...I also found it's disk brakes far less capable than the drum
brakes on the titan.

 

Why don't you just kill your self, stalker.

 

Himself.

 

hateful little geriatric piece of racist shit aren't you? So tell me,
still fucking the neighbors dog or did they start locking it up when
you were outside?

 

Huh?

 

....except that we've all got keys for our bikes.

 

Mu.

 

It will never get rebuilt, if you spend your whole life typing crap to
Uselessnet, instead of getting busy working on the bike.

 

Sometimes you have no option, and you end-up on the scrapheap of life.

You offering me some employment, then?

Yebbut, my Matchless was factory fresh. Mate went to Govt surplus sale
in 1960 to buy a bike, and a G3 was wheeled on. He bid up to a fiver,
and got it. Took his (firm's) lorry round to the stores to pick it up,
and handing the storeman his docket, announced that he'd come to pick up
a motorcycle.

Storeman looked at docket: "Oh no you haven't, mate. You've come to
collect five."

So Peter went home with one assembled machine and four still in their
crates. He kept one bike, and sold the rest for a fiver each, and the
four rather robust crates for a quid each.

Voilà - Factory-fresh.

I should think an eighty foot KLR250 might be a bit of a sod on
roundabouts...

 

'Swhat comes of keeping the discs a nice nd shiny with a wipe of grease?

 

S'mee is a bit of a sod in the cottages, too.

That's where he met TOG.