To the chick who dissed my bike at the Gap......Too bad you though my bike was a piece of sh*t , but I actually RIDE my bike,and , yes, it's filthy and dustyand buggy,but I rode to the Gap from Toronto, I don't trailer....EVER. I had been on the road six days already,camping every night, so pardon me if I looked a bit "rugged".
I have put 19,315 miles on my bike since May,yes, look at that number again,it is accurate. Only to late did I think to ask you to do a run with me, only so I could kick your ass, because girlie, I sure would have, I saw the size of your chicken strips on your tires,impressive! Did you see mine? Oh wait, you wouldn't have because there are none.
When I saw you roll in I was pretty excited to see another female on a busa, thats why I walked over and extended my hand with a wide smile and my name. I guess I didn't realize that for you it's not really about the bike,but about the attention it brings. So you can stuff your ti*ties back into your shirt and scrape off a little bit of your caked on eye makeup,its cheap.
I think you were actually intimidated by me but hey, thats not my problem, its yours. I think, to, that you were pissed that I was maybe"stealing your thunder" I admit, it is pretty cool being a chick and riding a busa. And, yes, it does garner attention.
I know we all ride and have our bikes for different reasons and motivations,but, be nice.....I was..... I don't need, or want, to dress like a wh**e to get attention, because it's not that important to me. I am pretty happy to brag about how much or how far I have ridden, adventures I have had along the way, great people I have met,food I have eaten,( my first chicken fried steak!!!) stuff like that, be taken somewhat seriously, as a true rider,not a poser.
So, best of luck to you anyway, ride safe,....and, hey, I LOVE MY BIKE, filthy and dirty and buggy and crusty,she is my friend, my companion,my storyteller.......
I have put 19,315 miles on my bike since May,yes, look at that number again,it is accurate. Only to late did I think to ask you to do a run with me, only so I could kick your ass, because girlie, I sure would have, I saw the size of your chicken strips on your tires,impressive! Did you see mine? Oh wait, you wouldn't have because there are none.
When I saw you roll in I was pretty excited to see another female on a busa, thats why I walked over and extended my hand with a wide smile and my name. I guess I didn't realize that for you it's not really about the bike,but about the attention it brings. So you can stuff your ti*ties back into your shirt and scrape off a little bit of your caked on eye makeup,its cheap.
I think you were actually intimidated by me but hey, thats not my problem, its yours. I think, to, that you were pissed that I was maybe"stealing your thunder" I admit, it is pretty cool being a chick and riding a busa. And, yes, it does garner attention.
I know we all ride and have our bikes for different reasons and motivations,but, be nice.....I was..... I don't need, or want, to dress like a wh**e to get attention, because it's not that important to me. I am pretty happy to brag about how much or how far I have ridden, adventures I have had along the way, great people I have met,food I have eaten,( my first chicken fried steak!!!) stuff like that, be taken somewhat seriously, as a true rider,not a poser.
So, best of luck to you anyway, ride safe,....and, hey, I LOVE MY BIKE, filthy and dirty and buggy and crusty,she is my friend, my companion,my storyteller.......
