Good lad

On re-reading, I'm not very happy with my original comment. It was
meant to
convey that I'm not particularly touched by the demise of
irresponsible people
who give biking a bad name. It doesn't mean I'd not be the first to
stop and
help when happening upon a youngster wot's had an off...

He didn't get the R6 in the end - he took himself and his massive debt
down
to Plymouth to live with a Secret Fatty he found on Myspace.

I am blessed with the nickname 'Grandad' by a few chums.

 

So I'm not allowed to call someone a fucking mumless **** for riding
without license, tax and insurance? Which makes my premium more
expensive?

I don't think it's unreasonable to be holier than thou in such
circumstances.

Or do you consider a little shitcunt who nicks bikes and goes
joyriding to
be on equal standing with someone who's put in the time, money and
graft
to get on a bike legally?

I fucking hope you don't!

 

See my response to Alex Ferrier down there \/ \/ \/ \/ somewhere...

 

I suspect I might be inclined to tut-tut a bit if the one Muck mentioned
(who as far as I can tell from what he said hadn't stolen the bike)
hadn't got the sense not to keep coming back to the same place for his
illicit MX jollies. It wasn't clear if that one was a just a reckless
'lad' or a feckless adult.


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I'm not talking about cancer, more about immune system disorders like
Sarcoidosis for example. An illness where they don't know what causes
it, having known about it for over 100 years now. There is no cure, and
no way of predicting how it spreads and to which organs.

 

You've well and truly whooshed me, I'm afraid.

 

It was a dreadful pun.

Ivor Novello.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ivor_Novello_Award

 

Aha. I am obliged.

And I thought *my* puns were bad.

 

'Champ' wrote...>

You can't. See my reply to Simon, if the German server hasn't eaten it.

At all? So why care when a member of your family dies? When a friend
dies? When someone you know well dies? When a work colleague dies?

For me it doesn't matter who they are, *if* I stop and think about
someones death and all that goes with it, it makes me sad. You can't
stop your emotions emoting, but you can get quite good at stopping your
brain consiously thinking about things that trigger emotions, its what
we learn as kids to deal with the real world.

If I thought about someones death and it didn't make me feel anything,
ditto for the loss to their family, kids, etc, still didn't feel
anything, I wouldn't consider myself much of a human or alive really.

 

'Ace' wrote...>

We'll have no women at this stoning!

 

'Grimly Curmudgeon' wrote...>

I can understand that feeling, I've felt like it at the time I was
burgled, but didn't a week or so after the event.

Where does it end?

You go on the hunt for people who stole for you, intent on kneecapping
them, so they think the only way of stopping the raving loony they stole
from is to permanently disabling you, for good.

So you've now got burglars who have arms or machettes at home, and
who'll use them at the first sign of you.

And then your family takes vengance on theirs...

Its all very well if you want to make a series of films about some bloke
in cowboy boots who carries around a guitar case stuffed with guns and
killing everyone in sight in a particular bar, but in real life?

 

Does any one else think 'best of luck' when they see an ambulance with
blues and twos on?

This. However remember the scores most of UKRM got on the empathic
intelligence test...

 

JHFC.

Belfry. Now.

 

Oh yeah, and I'd always make an effort to get out of the way were I to
be in it.

 

"There was a man who entered a local paper's pun contest. He sent in ten
different puns, in the hope that at least one of the puns would win.
Unfortunately, no pun in ten did"

 

As long as you don't mind being called a sanctimonious hypocritical
**** of a windbag who clearly never had a childhood, or was privileged
anough to have everything provided for them on a plate.

Does it bollocks.

They're both human beings, so yes, of course I do.

 

'Lady Nina' wrote...>

Hah, yes, I'd forgotten that.

 

Is that the test for people who can't pass a real IQ test?

 

Unless someone's cat dies. In which case it's off the scale.

 

Woah there, little britches. How do you draw that conclusion? "You
haven't lived unless you've ridden a motorcycle on the road without
licence, tax and insurance" - that's quite a bizarre statement.

Arguably, it does, since insurers have to pay a portion of their income
from premiums into a fund to cover claims against uninsured drivers.