Dessert X

[hacksaw]

And it was not just breakdowns.
Backing up people in brawls , scrounging bail money. Chipping in for beer runs.

Somebody was always breaking down . I am sure yiu have had your fun riding home with a broken clutch cable. But it was usually the pan chops wiring falling apart.

[hacksaw]

oldironnow wrote

Damn glad to meetchya!
That’s a great origin story.

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, oh yeah But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game

[hacksaw]

Fat 2 . I am not sure what you mean  by living both trips.
 
I admit I am a shell of my former self. But spiritually I am still the same as I ever was.
Honestly , ignoring monetary value , I would rather have that opened piped extended fork cl Honda than a barged bagger . It’s just a closer salt of the earth deal to me.

You have paid your dues . Much respect to you.
I don’t personally have anything against average joes Including people whom don’t ride.
But just becz somebody buys themselves a motorcycle doesn’t make him my brother.
Just say no to kumbaya motorcycling  

[motogrady]

I took fat2 living both trips as 1, a lone rider on a ricer, just riding.  That's all it was.
Then 2, moving to the orange and black, and joining up with a club and getting into the
whole kind of intimate, brotherhood/we are family thing.  

I know it can be a strong thing, the brotherhood factor.
Hell, I've got a niece, living in Texas.
Her and her boyfriend moved there about 4 years ago.  
For the longest time it was him and her against the world.
Strangers in a strange land.  
They were each other's family.

Well, the guy got a bike, and joined a club. Told her it was just a bunch of dudes
going to Veterans funerals.  

Well, about 4 months ago, she goes to a concert with him.
And meets the guys and girls in the club.
And it does not go good.
She gets into it with 2 of the girls, that claim to know him better than she,
and they all get thrown out.

The club tells him he has to apologize to the girls, and the members in the club,
or he's out.  Give us back the vest.
Which he does.  
And he stays in.

It's so bad between the 2 as of last week they aren't speaking.
He never apologized to her, pretty much inferred she should have stayed out of it.

The apt lease is in her name, the bike is in both their names.
And she's calling here, asking her Aunt what she should to.
And her Aunt asked me.

"What kind of bike is it?" I wanted to know.
"A VStar, or something." Was the reply.

I contemplated the issue for about 5 seconds.

"Kick his ass out, terminate the lease, and start over." I said.

[hacksaw]

Yep. He had to do prospect for this  club ?or one just pays in? I don’t know many actual patched 3 piece clubs this side of the Philippines that patch vstar riders.
Who is in Texas ? That’s Bandito territory . I am not championing the Banditos or any of their support clubs. I am just saying it doesn’t sound like regular club bizz.
You don’t pull a guys patch over women fighting .
Throw him the fk out!
One doesn’t just go buy a Vstar and become a 1%er.  
A Wannabe that turns on his own . That ain’t how it’s done.
No class . “ oh I am so sorry bros and sisters !”
I would kick him out for that. He wouldn’t stay in my club.

[motogrady]

I dunno, this all just happened last week.

Sounds kinda like a Coca Cola wanna be club, and guy, to me.

[hacksaw]

exactly. hey if you want to break up with your girl, ok. be a man and do it.
but this happening is why i dont go rah rah over bike sales to newbies.
kids coming up, different story.
returnees? well, case by case on that one.

[motogrady]

^^^^^^^^
That's pretty much it....

[Fatfatboy]

hacksaw wrote

And it was not just breakdowns.
Backing up people in brawls , scrounging bail money. Chipping in for beer runs.

Somebody was always breaking down . I am sure you have had your fun riding home with a broken clutch cable. But it was usually the pan chops wiring falling apart.

I had my share of chipping in and beer runs and calling around to scrounge up funds to get friends out of jail, mostly for being drunk and stupid (guilty as charged) or having a some dope, but fortunately brawling wasn't a big part of my life. When I was very young I got to see the outcomes of those brawls at a neighborhood bar. A kid buddy and myself would just hangout waiting for it to happen and almost every weekend it happened.
Nobody seems to win when you got to pick your teeth up out of a parking lot.
 
Because I had friends in clubs I hung around and rode with clubs but I never joined them.
Here is what I learned about the clubs very early.
If your the new guy and shit goes down you did it. Had a brother that spent everything he had to fight a 10+ prison sentence because the cops barged in and there was a lot of dope on the table. It wasn't his. I'm not saying he wasn't there to buy some but the other three guys pointed at him. Cost him his house, bikes, cars the whole kit and caboodle just to pay lawyers.
Now he wasn't an angel by no means but this was not his to loose.

Plus clubs have rules. I don't need no stickin rules. In the famous words by Henry Fonda.
We wanna be free to do what we wanna do
And we wanna get loaded
And we wanna have a good time
That's what we're gonna do

Not saying I wouldn't backup a brother if he was in a spot. Although being 5'5" and 155 pounds I wasn't a whole lot of help. These damn short arms.
If I felt that it wasn't going to be a good time, I rolled my own way.  
Make love not war. If you can't make love lets at least enjoy the ride. Getting knocked in the head was never fun in my book.

Yup, I've had the unpleasure of doing clutchless rides home. Not bad in the country but in the city it sucks. Still laugh about it, though.

The brother that had the run in with the club had an old 49 wishbone Panchop. It was the only bike he got to keep. His mom bought it for him when we were in high school so I think it was always in her name.
It was beautiful bar bones open front 21" wheel, Mustang tank (remember those),  6" up 4" out (if I remember correctly) and king and queen seat. A real proper panchop. Probably one of my favorite looking bikes of all my friends through the years.
The motor was built and bored with S&S heads
The problem was he didn't treat as a 49 Pan. He was always breaking stuff. We trailered to Florida. We weren't there 3 hours and he turned his front push rod into an "S". Rebuilt the top end in our hotel room.
Last I heard the bike was in his sons procession apart in his mom's garage. Unfortunately the brother is no longer with us. The reaper took him way to young.

Sorry for the ramblings. Not being able to ride, or even work in the garage, has me doing a bunch of nothing.
Won't be long. Started to use the cane in the house yesterday instead of the stupid walker. I hate the walker.
I've never seen any cool biker ride up with a walker.
Knew a guy that carried his wheelchair with him on an old rigid shovel, kick of course with only one leg.
That made him cool in my book. Had a Disabled symbol on his plate.
But never a walker.


 

[hacksaw]

That’s all good.
Couple of things.
People are at least some what responsible for the situations they find themselves in . Your buddy got screwed , but he had to know being involved in that kind of endeavor wasn’t healthy .

Now you kinda miss my point about brawling .
I enjoyed it. High adrenaline excitement.
I did get in over my head at one point and retired from that stuff. But it was fun .
In any case my creedo is if one chooses to hang around with people , one is in it for the good or bad .
I had a very tight number of friends. Not a club . But a tight group . There was just unspoken rules that at least I went by . If I want prepared for the worst I don’t hang with it.

I know you aren’t a tall guy. Not criticizing you at all . Hope you aren’t taking it that way.
We just thought brawling was fun . Certain places had certain bouncers we would take on, etc.
allthough I did play golf with tiger the midget wrestler when the wrestlers lived next door. Shorter than you by far and coukd kick ass! But that’s another story . Lol.  

[hacksaw]

Walker. Well I had to use one a couple of times. Had no choice. Also back brace that was a pia. But with gods grace I moved on to a cane and then with no help.
My wife wants me to use a cane now as I am having some  troubles , but I am not that bad yet.

A couple of friends had/have handicap plates in their bikes. I don’t . But I have the  placard for my car. It took me a long time to accept that I could use one. And it is a godsend .

You are a young man  and I know you well enuff thst inactivity is driving you bonkers.
It drives me crazy , sometimes, at other times I just want to be left alone to do nothing .
Old age I suppose . But I get tired of it all.
You will be back on your feet in time.
As much as I personally feel for you , and I really do , I feel you are going to be fine. You are in my prayers and the thing is, I don’t  get any intuitive red flags when I do .
So kept the faith .

[Fatfatboy]

hacksaw wrote

People are at least some what responsible for the situations they find themselves in . Your buddy got screwed , but he had to know being involved in that kind of endeavor wasn’t healthy .

Now you kinda miss my point about brawling .
I enjoyed it. High adrenaline excitement.

I know you aren’t a tall guy. Not criticizing you at all . Hope you aren’t taking it that way.
Shorter than you by far and coukd kick ass! But that’s another story . Lol.

Yup Agree with that. He just thought brothers don't do that to brothers. I wouldn't do that to mine.

Brawling for fun. I guess maybe that is what was going on at that little downtown bar that we used to hang around. The town wasn't big enough for everyone to ate each other that much.

No offence at all.
I love to watch midgets wrestle. Can we still call them that?

[hacksaw]

I THINk they can stil be called midgets.
Idk about dwarf bowling though.

Well , nobody is your brother in criminal enterprises. I would bet the authorities knew he wasn’t the main guy .
Trust no one!
Cops or robbers.

[Fatfatboy]

motogrady wrote

I contemplated the issue for about 5 seconds.

"Kick his ass out, terminate the lease, and start over." I said.

Bingo. We have a winner!
No club becomes before my wife.

Coca Cola Club? I like that. Lots of those have popped up through the years. You can't swing a dead cat at the biker joints without hitting five different patch holders.

I thought about making my own patch awhile back. Square red and white checkered board background with rounded corners. Big round white plate with a chicken quarter, mashed taters and gravy and peas on the plate with a fork on the right and a knife on the left with RIDE TO EAT scripted at top and EAT TO RIDE scripted across the bottom.
     

[hacksaw]

Eat to ride. Lol.  

Not sure what a c cola club is.
I agree the proliference  of clubs has gotten out of hand , still, I wouldn’t advise swinging dead cats in bars.