Wednesday, March 21, 2007
50 points for businessmen
Fanging through the buses down Lambton Quay (in the CBD) yesterday when a suit stepped out into the traffic, saw me barrelling down on him, and froze in the middle of the road, hands up in a "ok you're about to hit me" pose....I locked up the back wheel and slid around him, muttering niceties as I continued on. Missed the 50 points though....
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Whatever you ride is immaterial
If you hit a suit
No more serial
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HI ho , HI ho
Its off to work I go
Gonna hit a suit and buy some fruit
Hi Ho
or
Went riding on my bike one day
Hit a suit, it was all fair play
Elbows out ,I gave a shout
I AM ROADIE ,I AM GOD!!!!!
or
Knick-knack paddywack
I gave a mate a bike
A sick Avanti hardtail
Just the shit he likes
He went out for a ride one day
To work his ageing glutes
And holy cow,out off the kerb,
steps a dickhead suit
Jumping on the brakes
preying for some luck
He remembers thinking quickly
I AM ROADIE -WHAT THE FUCK!
And then it all happens
Everything clicks
I am not a roadie
I'm on a mounno with slicks!
I once knew a girl called Christina
She's a tranny and has a big weener
She still rides her bike,and by bike I mean Mike
And by Mike, I mean a dyke named Gina.
Christina ,I love you!
Show your flow.
dude, that's my mum!
i I just rang her .GOLD GOLD GOLD.She is still laughing
I'm not saying a word - I am laughing fit to burst!
you're BOTH sick!
Well I am your mother - 'nuff said.
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