Neighbour problems

Nightmare afternoon. I live next door to this strange old geezer who's
forever revving bikes first thing in the morning. He sells shite old bikes
from his gaff and there's never a week goes by when he don't hear some poor
sod arguing with him about a bike he sold that blew up on the way home.

Anyway turn's out he's also a bit of a perv and has been leching at my 15
year old daughter and saying she's the sort of thing he picks up at Kings
Cross. Obviously I went round to have a word with him about this. I could
tell he was in as there was a fresh pool of oil under his ducati but he
wasn't answering the door. I lost it a bit and started to shout and suddenly
he pops up in the window. I saw him pull some sort of lever by the side of
the window and then there's a creaking noise and a flap opens above the door
and dozens of what looked like XS400 petrol tanks started to fall down on
me.

I managed to jump back but then he started to lob knackered ducati clutch
plates at me from the upstairs window and I had to beat a retreat.

What a nutter!

 

snort ...

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Steve Parry
K100RS SE
F650
(not forgetting the SK90PY)

http://www.gwynfryn.co.uk

 

Snigger.

 

You missed off that he chucked a bike trailer and a Saab boot lid at you!


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Robbo
1500GL 1988 Goldwing (Rebuild in process)
BMW K100 RS 1984
"Fairly Quick" status. Silver level
BotaFOF #19. E.O.S.M 2001/2002/2003.
B.O.S.M 2003.FURSWB#1 KotL..YTC449
PM#7
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It was somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember "flashgorman"

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Dave

GS 850 x2 / SE 6a
SbS#6 DIAABTCOD#16 APOSTLE#6 FUB#3
FUB KotL OSOS#12? UKRMMA#19 COSOC#10

 

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LOL.

You utter cnut.