"Vito" wrote in message
| Nope, I still have it - plus a lot of memories and pictures.

Doubt it ... you stated you "were" a member... if you're not active you
don't wear the tattoo. Better brush up on the facts there striker.... you
were never a full patch of anything.

| The clubs you mistake for motorcycle clubs are mostly movie fan clubs.

You're an idiot.

| More brave yadayadayada from behind a keyboard.

.....this seems to be an exercise in self description on your part. Like what
would you do if you met me face to face??? ... tell me how you're a
"councilor"... Bwahahahahahahahhaaaa
I don't need to address a person on their level of bravado.... I know their
bravado dissipates when in contact with my mere presence. Just like your
viewpoints when subject to my interrogation


| That's OK kid, believe what you must. I understand that you *must*
| believe the reality I show you doesn't exist because it threatens the
| house of cards your self esteem is built on.

Woooooooo..... talk about basing an argument on assumptions.


You're certain I'm spoofing
| you cuz you have friends who get costumed up and act like Easy Rider
| tells them too and I'm not like them. I don't even act like Marlon
| Brando of Fonda's kid - you know Janes little brother. Ergo, I must not
| be a biker. Oh well ...


I'm certain you're not who or what you claim to be... nor have you
experienced what you claim to have. You're doing a Bosprit... but at least
he has actual if not limited experience to speak from. Tell me again about
the Sioux Braves and the mirrors.... Bwahahahahahahahahaaa!!

| Say, weren't you were one of the "leather boys" old Salty the Pagan used
| to bring to church on a dog chain! If so I'm definitely not in *your*
| league ...

When I wear leather... it's sealskin and Caribou. It's for a purpose. It has
nothing to do with imitation. It has less to do with intimidation. You're
another knockoff Yank wanna be..... you'll never make the grade and when it
comes down to survival.... you can't touch me. I've got a PHD in Bush Tacka
and BA in street smarts.

I can tell you're accustomed to not making the grade..... real warriors
carry themselves much better. People with confidence don't need to rely on
some fantasy of having bedded someone's future wife in a lineup to feel
superior. It's even more amazing how you'll repeatedly place yourself in a
position to be reminded of your failings as a human being .... let alone a
man. Sounds like you have issues.....

CM

"Vito" wrote in message
...

| I currently own a FLHTC I bought new in 89. It has over 150,000 miles on
| it and has visited both coasts half a dozen times. I previously owned 14
| different H-Ds, including an XLCH and two other "hogs" (dressers) but
| mostly Willy G sleds. OTOH, unlike Mooron's buddies, I don't *have* to
| obey Easy Rider so I also own a Royal Enfield, a Triumph, a Kawasaki and
| a Ducati, and have owned half a dozen BMWs, several BSAs and Triumphs
| and god knows how many "ricers". I was out riding when Mooron was born -
| an act his mother never forgave me for.

Pity you don't use the time allotted to research motorcycles to comprehend I
was born in Africa.... in the Congo. My mother was also born there. You
can't even make the tie to your speil....

| Abusive dishonesty is a looser's last refuge.

Sounds like an apt description of you...

Can he show us where I
| said virgins were important or even desireable to me - to him maybe but
| not me. Fact is I'm the one who prefers experienced women and honors
| their superior sexuality, remember. And "utensils"?? That's his own
| feelings coming thru. My story described a woman who use bikers for
| casual sexual gratification and a fool like him for financial support -
| a fool who prolly did think her a "utensil". That's what makes the tale
| funny.

Can't see how your boast of having done someone's future wife could lead you
to think of yourself as a balanced individual... let alone that your fable
is a valid representation of reality. You seem to take some vengeful glee
that somehow you managed to put one over on a person that is more successful
than you. You're full of envy and hatred.

You're a fraud... a phony ... a fake.... you live with delusions. You have
no more merit than your yarns.

CM

"Capt. Mooron" wrote:

Pity you don't use the time allotted to research motorcycles to comprehend I
was born in Africa.... in the Congo. ...

Why would anyone like me care where somebody like you was born, let
alone pause having fun to research it?? You insult your betters then
when called on your lies you throw a tantrum.

Can he show us where I
| said virgins were important or even desireable to me - to him maybe but
| not me. Fact is I'm the one who prefers experienced women and honors
| their superior sexuality, remember. And "utensils"?? That's his own
| feelings coming thru. My story described a woman who use bikers for
| casual sexual gratification and a fool like him for financial support -
| a fool who prolly did think her a "utensil". That's what makes the tale
| funny.

Can't see how your boast of having done someone's future wife ...

That's the real problem here isn't it: your own inability do
differentiate between a boast and a funny story. I don't recall saying
that *I* had "done" the lady in question, yet you're so jealous that I
might have that you think I must be boasting. After all, if YOU had been
in that line YOU'd be boasting. But I'm not you. I don't consider it
boasting if I said I breathed 1000 breaths last night, enjoyed a beer
and a great dinner, and took a satisfying dump because I don't consider
doing something that millions of others also do every day something
worth boasting about - and having "done" some fool's future wife
definately falls into that catagory. After all, everybody who ever
pleasured a lady who later married has exactly that. So why on earth
would anyone "boast" about it? Perhaps you'll understand that when you
have done anything worth boasting over.

You are simply a liar, and an incompetent one at that.

"Vito" wrote in message

You insult your betters then
| when called on your lies you throw a tantrum.

Woooooooooooooooo.....

| That's the real problem here isn't it: your own inability snip the
yelping

| You are simply a liar, and an incompetent one at that.

WELL.... I think my Work here is Done... another looney is rendered to a
greasy splat.

Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaaaa

CM

"Vito" wrote in message
...
That's the real problem here isn't it: your own inability do
differentiate between a boast and a funny story.

So, you think that it is funny to infer that you screwed somebody's
mother???

Wow! You've a great sense of humour.



Regards


Donal
--

I come back and find you've filleted another! Way to go mooron!

Cheers MC

Capt. Mooron wrote:

"Vito" wrote in message

You insult your betters then
| when called on your lies you throw a tantrum.

Woooooooooooooooo.....

| That's the real problem here isn't it: your own inability snip the
yelping

| You are simply a liar, and an incompetent one at that.

WELL.... I think my Work here is Done... another looney is rendered to a
greasy splat.

Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaaaa

CM

Maybe he thinks gang bangs are funny? What a loser.

Cheers MC

Donal wrote:

"Vito" wrote in message
...

That's the real problem here isn't it: your own inability do
differentiate between a boast and a funny story.


So, you think that it is funny to infer that you screwed somebody's
mother???

Wow! You've a great sense of humour.



Regards


Donal
--

Yeah well I've had to take up your slack while you were off enjoying the
Tongan Islands... :-)

Glad to see you back.

CM

"The_navigator©" wrote in message
...
| I come back and find you've filleted another! Way to go mooron!
|
| Cheers MC
|
| Capt. Mooron wrote:
|
| "Vito" wrote in message
|
| You insult your betters then
| | when called on your lies you throw a tantrum.
|
| Woooooooooooooooo.....
|
| | That's the real problem here isn't it: your own inability snip the
| yelping
|
| | You are simply a liar, and an incompetent one at that.
|
| WELL.... I think my Work here is Done... another looney is rendered to a
| greasy splat.
|
| Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaaaa
|
| CM
|
|
|

Well keep up the gud works!

Cheers MC

Capt. Mooron wrote:

Yeah well I've had to take up your slack while you were off enjoying the
Tongan Islands... :-)

Glad to see you back.

CM

"The_navigator©" wrote in message
...
| I come back and find you've filleted another! Way to go mooron!
|
| Cheers MC
|
| Capt. Mooron wrote:
|
| "Vito" wrote in message
|
| You insult your betters then
| | when called on your lies you throw a tantrum.
|
| Woooooooooooooooo.....
|
| | That's the real problem here isn't it: your own inability snip the
| yelping
|
| | You are simply a liar, and an incompetent one at that.
|
| WELL.... I think my Work here is Done... another looney is rendered to a
| greasy splat.
|
| Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaaaa
|
| CM
|
|
|

"Capt. Mooron" wrote:

Doubt it ... you stated you "were" a member... if you're not active you
don't wear the tattoo. Better brush up on the facts there striker.... you
were never a full patch of anything.

Let me enlighten you. The big news rags like Time and Life got fat
reporting WW2 but the war was over and reporters were getting sacked for
lack of news to report. So they created it. When AMA held a Gypsy Tour
in Hollister, Ca (1947) the rags media called it a riot, blaming the
most prominent club there. Then Hollywood made a movie about it and 100s
of young men set out to *act* like Brando. These *fans* made the rules
you keep blowing about based on Hollywood fantasies. Don't believe me,
go read Sonny's own book about the Oakland crew. The bright spot was Lee
Marvin - he actually worked with Wino to develop his character.

OTOH you're right. I never joined a fan club. I deeply respect some for
having created a "reality" of their own, much like the NFL and NASCAR
have done, but always thot their enforced conformity odd for guys who
talk about freedom and I have zero respect for the yuppies who co-opted
that reality.

I was instead fortunate enough to be accepted by the original "Hollister
Wreacking Crew" and still have my tat and rags. Don't believe it? Hey,
some dudes think god's son was named Jesus instead of Hurcules. I could
care less.

I don't need to address a person on their level of bravado.... I know their
bravado dissipates when in contact with my mere presence.

Thanks! That's the best joke I've heard all day. I can see you now,
posing with other ducks, brave because you're protected by the law.

Danny thot the same way til he met Franky. Nutle used to bully nerds out
of their lunch money til somebody threw him under a car. The 280#
Canadian soccer star hired to teach shop really was intimidating cuz he
could whip any three of us - but when some homies kicked him into a coma
and left him for dead he fled back to Canada where a duck can safely
posture.

I'm certain you're not who or what you claim to be...

That's because your sheltered existence has always protected you from my
reality but if (when) you ever meet that reality you'll **** your pants
just like the soccer jock did. Meanwhile, you're brave and feisty -
certain things like that never happen.

Tell me again about the Sioux Braves and the mirrors....

Inspect ceremonial garb in a museum some time. Some have mirrors sewn
into them, others had them tied on. That's why mirrors were such good
trade goods. The reasons are too esoteric for anyone with your cultural
background to understand. Did you know that Julius Ceasar was
omnisexual?

| Say, weren't you were one of the "leather boys" old Salty the Pagan used
| to bring to church on a dog chain!

When I wear leather... it's sealskin and Caribou.

It was you!!! Sealskin panties, Caribou muff (c: .... ever a kid,
playing games in nice safe woods and ponds, safe because the government
shields you from the real world - you hope.

You're another knockoff Yank wanna be..... you'll never make the grade and when it
comes down to survival....

Jeeze, just when I thot you couldn't get any sillier. What have you
survived? Camping in the park? Sailing? Hanging with outlaw yuppies?
Gimme a break, my old busted ribs are hurting ...

I've got a PHD in Bush Tacka and BA in street smarts.

That's Ph.D. and your idea of street smarts is being able to find the
disco. Ever set anybody on fire? Wearing pants so low your crack showed
was in style in '55. Pouring a little gas down one and flicking your bic
created quite a spectacle in a crowded hall but the victim always
survives. I can imagine you in your 'bou hide doing the Compton chicken
dance then bragging about survival.

... real warriors carry themselves much better.

I've had the good fortune to work with one of the original SEALs and the
Teams out of Little Creek did woodland training at AP Hill just down the
road. They didn't need to "carry themselves" any particular way. You
must mean disco ducks or RCMP officers.

People with confidence ...

.... usually led sheltered lives. Like Danny. He'd been in lots of
"fights" wherein you push some smaller kid and if he pushes you back
somebody breaks it up and he gets in trouble. When you grow up you run
off at the mouth in a country known for pacifists, "confident" your
victim won't bust your face cuz you both know he'll go to the can if he
does. Such reinforcement makes you confident but deep inside you know
your bravado is ready to take a crap at the slightest threat - like
having to admit that your women have enjoyed other men more than they
enjoy you. That's the real reason you're so riled up by my little story
- it threatens your self esteem because you suspect it's about someone
just like you ... and you're prolly right.

Yes, I lack your naive confidence. I've seen "confident" bullies like
you get up in the wrong face and step back with a knife in their gut, or
get shot dead for insulting a woman, so I tend to be humble. A frat boy
who **** on Wino died of some mysterious lung disease as tho he'd been
breathing asbestos dust and guess what: the same folks who did him and
never faced arrest could do you or me just as easily. So I try to watch
my mouth and avoid personal attacks.

don't need to rely on some fantasy of having bedded someone's future wife in a lineup to feel
superior.

You really otta work on that hangup. Why would something half the dudes
on this NG have done make anybody feel superior? Didn't *any* of the
ladies you've known go on to get married and have kids, or do you make
women frigid/gay? What makes my story funny is that the groom, in his
hubris thot otherwise. That's the joke. Get it yet? No? Then you'll not
like Chaucer either.