Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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turbo/chaos

Guest
THAT IS IT THE !##@$#@@#$ F@#% TO THE F#$#$ BIKE IS GOING IN THE TRASH

god i swear this bike hates me but do to the fact it is a $53 bike from target
i see why well thats it i am going to get me taht swchinn jaguar beach bike
and cram that 65cc in it

its brok in but i need something that is going to hold up to me driving
25+mil a day and this every 3mil it is braking is old

ok crank snaped in two (no pics sorry)
went throw 4 rims now on the rear the front is stock
but am a pro on puting the gear on in 25min or less now (yay)

but what seemsw strang this stroke of bad luck started when the crash
happend man i dont know but i do drive the dog snot out of the bike
to hold up on my word this can do what i say but..................

sigh this is just a bad week i hope but the new bike is comeing but am going
to be out $125 for it but i have the radio intervu comeing up with candy 95

on game day with 4 other people comeing out ther with me to promot the
new cheap way to beat the gas price increase that is going on and hope some people buy i need money and sales have been down and need more buyers and word of mouth please wish me luck im just down and out

thats all and a bit depresed right now later
hey for some fun some one make a good mbc pic that is simple
well why im going to cover up my scare on my leg and put a MBC tattoo
on it to cover it up and mark the first time and ehy i got it

if down send me a pm of what you have drawn up later (a bit simple not to artssy)
 


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gone_fishin

Guest
Frank Zappa (not really) said:
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Warren Cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny Walley (slide guitar, vocals)
Ike Willis (lead vocals)
Peter Wolf (keyboards)
Arthur Barrow (bass, vocals)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Vinnie Colaiuta (drums)

"He Used To Cut The Grass"

Joe: (to himself as he walks out of prison)
I'm out at last
Boy, the world
sure looks different
Wow...there's hardly
anything fun to do
Since they made
music illegal
But I'm hooked
I got the habit
I've got to have it
I need to play
But there's no
musicians anymore
They're all gone
Wait! I've got it!
I'll be sullen and
withdrawn
I'll dwindle off into
the twilight realm
Of my own secret
thoughts
I'll walk through
the parking lot
In a semi-
catatonic state
And dream of
guitar notes
To go with the
loading-zone
announcements.

Central Scrutinizer:
JOE wanders through the world which by then has been totally epoxied over, carefully organized, with everyone reporting daily to his or her appointed place in a line somewhere in front of a window somewhere in a building somewhere in order to collect his or her welfare check, which, when cashed, made it possible for the young ones to continue the payments for the obsolete and irreparable appliances their parents had purchased on the instalment plan years ago, providing as security the future incomes of their children. The rest of these checks were used by the young recipients to buy fun things of their own on credit, most of which broke down or failed within moments of purchase and seemed to be stacking up everywhere.


This is the CENTRAL
SCRUTINIZER
The White Zone
is for loading and
unloading only.
If you have to load or
unload, go to the
White Zone.
You'll love it.
It's a way of life.
This is the CENTRAL
SCRUTINIZER
The White Zone
is for loading and
unloading only.
If you have to load or
unload, go to the
White Zone.
You'll love it.
It's a way of life.
This is the CENTRAL
SCRUTINIZER
The White Zone
is for loading and
unloading only.
If you have to load or
unload...

As JOE stumbles over mounds of dead consumer goods formed into abstract statues dedicated to the Quality of American Craftsmanship, dreaming his stupid little guitar notes, he hears, somewhere in the back of his head, the voice of MRS. BORG, taunting him:

Mrs. Borg's Voice:
Turn it down!
Turn it down!
I have children
sleeping here!
Don't you boys know
any nice songs?
I'm calling the police!
I did it!
They'll be here...
shortly!
I'm not joking around
anymore!
You'll see now!
There they are...
they're coming!
Listen to that mess,
would you!
Every day this goes on
around here!
He used to
cut my grass...
He was a
very nice boy...
He used to
cut my grass...
He was a
very nice boy...
He used to
cut my grass...
He was a
very nice boy...
He used to
cut my grass...
He was a
very nice boy...

Central Scrutinizer:
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... Yes...he used to be a nice boy...He used to cut the grass...But now his mind is totally destroyed by music. He's so crazy now he even believes that people are writing articles and reviews about his imaginary guitar notes, and so, continuing to dwindle in the twilight realm of his own secret thoughts, he not only dreams imaginary guitar notes, but, to make matters worse, dreams imaginary vocal parts to a song about the imaginary journalistic profession...
FZ (nope) said:

turbo...you know i know you need to unload on a regular basis, i'm gonna encourage you to use the white zone for that from now on, m-kay?

cheer up, all good...hope you like the zappa stuff. hard to believe the words are almost 30 years old :)
 
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gone_fishin

Guest
your story got me thinking how cool "MBc-brand" band-aids would be, i know you'd order a box or two :LOL::rolleyes:
 
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turbo/chaos

Guest
for the kick of it i would got a pice of art that you would like to submit augi
 
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gone_fishin

Guest
you'd better wait for somebody else to come up with something...no way i'd ever dare try to design a tattoo for someone else.
 
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turbo/chaos

Guest
hahahahaha well then should we try a post or like design something for this moron who crashed thing hahahaha
 
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