Been a while since I wandered by, let me get this next round.
So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
a clam, when all of a sudden -
hmmm. I'm running on one cylinder.
Power drops off rather dramatically at this point and I'm thinking to
myself as I twist the throttle: you're not getting good value from
that last tank of $1.38/L premium unleaded, you wasteful dummy!
So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
in the breeze.
Hey that's easy to fix, let's just take care of that toot sweet.
So.
I reach down ...

Shirley, another pitcher over here.
Thank ye.

Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week. Lightning came
out of the plug wire boot, through my left glove, up, over, and out my
right glove and into my throttle grip. I was being sent a message. My
bike was pointing out to me the kill switch handily placed right next
to my right thumb, is tailor-made for such eventualities. A device to
which I then turned in my noble pursuit of fuel economy and highway
speeds.
Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! <sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
wonder what that would have looked like at night.

Cheers,
--
dbh
BS87 AH114 - the nicely defibrillated Asshole

> So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
> a clam,

> So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
> in the breeze.


> I reach down ...
>
> Shirley, another pitcher over here.
> Thank ye.
>
> Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week. Lightning came
> out of the plug wire boot, through my left glove, up, over, and out my
> right glove and into my throttle grip.

> Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! *<sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
> wonder what that would have looked like at night.
>
> Cheers,
> --
> dbh
>

I thought that looked like a new doo yer sportin there bud

thanks for the cold one

kickstart

On Mon, 21 Jul 2008 12:50:44 -0700 (PDT), dbh <ah114@shaw.ca> wrote:

>Been a while since I wandered by, let me get this next round.
>So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
>a clam, when all of a sudden -
>hmmm. I'm running on one cylinder.
>Power drops off rather dramatically at this point and I'm thinking to
>myself as I twist the throttle: you're not getting good value from
>that last tank of $1.38/L premium unleaded, you wasteful dummy!
>So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
>in the breeze.
>Hey that's easy to fix, let's just take care of that toot sweet.
>So.
>I reach down ...
>
>Shirley, another pitcher over here.
>Thank ye.
>
>Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week. Lightning came
>out of the plug wire boot, through my left glove, up, over, and out my
>right glove and into my throttle grip. I was being sent a message. My
>bike was pointing out to me the kill switch handily placed right next
>to my right thumb, is tailor-made for such eventualities. A device to
>which I then turned in my noble pursuit of fuel economy and highway
>speeds.
>Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! <sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
>wonder what that would have looked like at night.
>
>Cheers,

When I was about 14, the mower wouldn't start, and my old man told me
to grab ahold of the plug while he pulled the rope to see if it was
getting any spark. Of course it shocked the shit out of me, and dad
thought that was funny as hell. I on the other hand saw very little
humor in the situation.

But here I am, 40 years later, laughing like hell at your story. Glad
you're ok, and I'm glad I got a twisted sense of humor from him. He's
been gone for a few years now, but your story brought back long
forgotton memories.

George, a round for the house please.

Clink, a toast to my old man. He was always partial to Indians, but I
do remember him getting a Vespa scooter back in the early 60's so he
could ride the few mile to work and let mom have the car.

On Mon, 21 Jul 2008 12:50:44 -0700 (PDT), dbh <ah114@shaw.ca> wrote:

>Been a while since I wandered by, let me get this next round.

Hey stranger, I'll lighten yer wallet by th' price of a pair of ice
cold Coors, please. Thanky!

>So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
>a clam, when all of a sudden -
>hmmm. I'm running on one cylinder.
>Power drops off rather dramatically at this point and I'm thinking to
>myself as I twist the throttle: you're not getting good value from
>that last tank of $1.38/L premium unleaded, you wasteful dummy!
>So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
>in the breeze.
>Hey that's easy to fix, let's just take care of that toot sweet.
>So.
>I reach down ...
>
>Shirley, another pitcher over here.
>Thank ye.
>
>Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week. Lightning came
>out of the plug wire boot, through my left glove, up, over, and out my
>right glove and into my throttle grip. I was being sent a message. My
>bike was pointing out to me the kill switch handily placed right next
>to my right thumb, is tailor-made for such eventualities. A device to
>which I then turned in my noble pursuit of fuel economy and highway
>speeds.
>Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! <sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
>wonder what that would have looked like at night.

Ah, fond memories... not! My Ol' man pulled that one on me at th'
ripe old age of about 8. Handed me th' plug wire off th' lawnmower
and pulled th' cord. Mutherfucker thought I lit up pretty good and
tried for a repeat. Obviously yer Dad was nicer'n mine.

Thanks for th' laugh, bud. Gonna see ya this summer?

Snarl

snarl@trippin.com wrote:

>
> Ah, fond memories... not! My Ol' man pulled that one on me at th'
> ripe old age of about 8. Handed me th' plug wire off th' lawnmower
> and pulled th' cord. Mutherfucker thought I lit up pretty good and
> tried for a repeat. Obviously yer Dad was nicer'n mine.

Sounds like my dad and the first time I ever saw an electric fence......

On Mon, 21 Jul 2008, dbh <ah114@shaw.ca> wrote:
>Been a while since I wandered by, let me get this next round.
>So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
>a clam, when all of a sudden -
>hmmm. I'm running on one cylinder.

That's why you have two of them <grin>

I think that deserves a round of drinks on me.

On Mon, 21 Jul 2008 12:50:44 -0700 (PDT), dbh <ah114@shaw.ca> wrote:

>Been a while since I wandered by, let me get this next round.
>So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
>a clam, when all of a sudden -
>hmmm. I'm running on one cylinder.
>Power drops off rather dramatically at this point and I'm thinking to
>myself as I twist the throttle: you're not getting good value from
>that last tank of $1.38/L premium unleaded, you wasteful dummy!
>So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
>in the breeze.
>Hey that's easy to fix, let's just take care of that toot sweet.
>So.
>I reach down ...
>
>Shirley, another pitcher over here.
>Thank ye.
>
>Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week. Lightning came
>out of the plug wire boot, through my left glove, up, over, and out my
>right glove and into my throttle grip. I was being sent a message. My
>bike was pointing out to me the kill switch handily placed right next
>to my right thumb, is tailor-made for such eventualities. A device to
>which I then turned in my noble pursuit of fuel economy and highway
>speeds.
>Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! <sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
>wonder what that would have looked like at night.
>
>Cheers,

Thanks for the High Life.
Glad yer ok. I did the same thing one day...minus the shock. without
thinking, I reached down and gave the boot a twist and shove on the
plug. Thought to myself afterwards, you dumb fuck you got off lucky.

We used to ask dweebs in high school to check that wire on the fender.
Oh, guess it's working ok! <g>

danl

While we are talking about electrons in motion......I'm about eight or
so and mowing the grass with a power mower. I spot a big fat
grasshopper in the dewy grass and decide to introduce him to
electricity. Leaving the mower idling I scoop up the 'hopper and touch
his head to the spark plug. Blue flame shot down the dew coating and
into my innocent fingers. He hopped away and I endured a giant head
ache for the rest of the day.


Ride safe!

Greasy Rider

On Jul 21, 12:50*pm, dbh <ah...@shaw.ca> wrote:
> Been a while since I wandered by, let me get this next round.
> So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
> a clam, when all of a sudden -
> hmmm. I'm running on one cylinder.
> Power drops off rather dramatically at this point and I'm thinking to
> myself as I twist the throttle: you're not getting good value from
> that last tank of $1.38/L premium unleaded, you wasteful dummy!
> So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
> in the breeze.
> Hey that's easy to fix, let's just take care of that toot sweet.
> So.
> I reach down ...
>
> Shirley, another pitcher over here.
> Thank ye.
>
> Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week. Lightning came
> out of the plug wire boot, through my left glove, up, over, and out my
> right glove and into my throttle grip. I was being sent a message. My
> bike was pointing out to me the kill switch handily placed right next
> to my right thumb, is tailor-made for such eventualities. A device to
> which I then turned in my noble pursuit of fuel economy and highway
> speeds.
> Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! *<sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
> wonder what that would have looked like at night.


Hey Darcy,

Nice to hear from ya, even though it was a shocking tale!

Last time this happened to me the plug was completely out, so I
stopped, turned off the ignition and attempted to screw it back in.
What the Hell, there weren't any threads left-completely stripped.
Had to heli-coil it. Had just returned from a 6000 mile trip-first
ride after I returned.
>
> Cheers,
> --
> dbh
> BS87 AH114 - the nicely defibrillated Asshole

PB
#132

dbh wrote:

> Been a while since I wandered by, let me get this next round.
> So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
> a clam, when all of a sudden -
> hmmm. I'm running on one cylinder.
> Power drops off rather dramatically at this point and I'm thinking to
> myself as I twist the throttle: you're not getting good value from
> that last tank of $1.38/L premium unleaded, you wasteful dummy!
> So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
> in the breeze.
> Hey that's easy to fix, let's just take care of that toot sweet.
> So.
> I reach down ...
>
> Shirley, another pitcher over here.
> Thank ye.
>
> Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week. Lightning came
> out of the plug wire boot, through my left glove, up, over, and out my
> right glove and into my throttle grip. I was being sent a message. My
> bike was pointing out to me the kill switch handily placed right next
> to my right thumb, is tailor-made for such eventualities. A device to
> which I then turned in my noble pursuit of fuel economy and highway
> speeds.
> Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! <sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
> wonder what that would have looked like at night.
>
> Cheers,

You're just havin' too much fun.

Omar

On Jul 21, 8:56*pm, Omar <m...@somewhere.net> wrote:
> dbh wrote:
> > Been a while since I wandered by, let me get this next round.
> > So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
> > a clam, when all of a sudden -
> > hmmm. I'm running on one cylinder.
> > Power drops off rather dramatically at this point and I'm thinking to
> > myself as I twist the throttle: you're not getting good value from
> > that last tank of $1.38/L premium unleaded, you wasteful dummy!
> > So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
> > in the breeze.
> > Hey that's easy to fix, let's just take care of that toot sweet.
> > So.
> > I reach down ...
>
> > Shirley, another pitcher over here.
> > Thank ye.
>
> > Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week. Lightning came
> > out of the plug wire boot, through my left glove, up, over, and out my
> > right glove and into my throttle grip. I was being sent a message. My
> > bike was pointing out to me the kill switch handily placed right next
> > to my right thumb, is tailor-made for such eventualities. A device to
> > which I then turned in my noble pursuit of fuel economy and highway
> > speeds.
> > Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! *<sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
> > wonder what that would have looked like at night.
>
> > Cheers,
>
> You're just havin' too much fun.
>
> Omar- Hide quoted text -
>
> - Show quoted text -

Oh yeah. The fun fizzled fast this afternoon.

This tale has taken a new and disturbing twist. After work I
checked the plug wire, hopped on and fired her up, only to have it die
immediately.
Then refuse to start. No spark, at all. Either plug. So there I was
nothing to do but put on a dumbfounded look. Wiggled a few wires.
All the lectrics are squirreled away in the sensors and modules.
I checked my fuses and breakers and connectors and plug wires and
the center of the earth post. Found the diagnostic plug and read out
the codes. There was only one: 41, crank position sensor.
I checked all my pockets and found I did not have one on me.
I unplugged and replugged the module cables, rocked my kill switch a
few times,
etc
etc
Finally called for a tow. Just got home about an hr ago.
My ride has let me down. It rode home in shame, perched on the flat
bed
like a thief on his way to the stockade.
I'll get it running again eventually - how hard can it possibly be?
If it looks like it's going to take some money, my riding will be
curtailed until
said cash accumulates. Until then - it looks like the cage for me.
Harrumph.

Another round while I commiserate with my friends here.
Hey Snarl - might not have to put with my sorry ass for a little while
more. I had planned
a ride earlier this month but things kinda got put on hold. My future
looks cloudy.

PB, you AH you, nice to hear you and momma been out doing some riding.
That's
what I need, too.

And all you others round the table here - thanks for the comments.
And watch your wires.

--
dbh - the dead horse out back is mine.
AH114, BS87

I worked at a local Amoco station while in high school. We had a spark plug
cleaner-testing do-hickey hanging on the wall, the rarely got used. One day
the other high schooler that worked with me got a little cocky and grabbed
the spark plug wire from the tester, and poked it at me like he was gonna
zap me with it. Before he got to me with it, I quickly reached over and
pushed the test button . He never tried that again!

--
PoorUB
'05 Ultra Classic

"Greg O" <goo1959SPAM@hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:Tfdhk.69322$o12.15613@fe03.news.easynews.com. ..
>I worked at a local Amoco station while in high school. We had a spark plug
>cleaner-testing do-hickey hanging on the wall, the rarely got used. One day
>the other high schooler that worked with me got a little cocky and grabbed
>the spark plug wire from the tester, and poked it at me like he was gonna
>zap me with it. Before he got to me with it, I quickly reached over and
>pushed the test button . He never tried that again!
>
> --
> PoorUB
> '05 Ultra Classic

The asshole auto shop teacher at my high shool used that machine to punish
us. If you drifted in after second bell he'd yell, "Kangaroo court is in
session" while banging a lawn mower crankshaft on his podium, the class was
the jury and the defendant (often me) was always found guilty. *Zot*. He'd
arrange shit like cut the class into two teams and have us tear apart and
reassemble something, a rear brake or something. Losing team got lined up
holding hands and plugged into the machine. I knew enough to know, don't be
the guy at the end of the line. His teaching career ended a few years after
I graduated when he plugged a kid with a heart condition into the machine.
The kid lived, the teachers career was the only fatality.

--
Don
Concede to idiot cagers. Right of Way is irrelevant during the collision.
No bozo to reply

On Mon, 21 Jul 2008 20:57:54 -0700 (PDT), dbh <ah114@shaw.ca> wrote:

>This tale has taken a new and disturbing twist. After work I
>checked the plug wire, hopped on and fired her up, only to have it die
>immediately.

I'm sorry to hear all that Darcy. Here's hoping that it's not a bleak
as you think it might be, that it's something easy and cheap. Don't
hesitate to ask around for parts, if you need something. A lot of us
have crap just lyin' around.
--
Curly AH#117 BS#107
04 FLHTPI Cop Bike
"The party never ends"

On Jul 21, 3:50*pm, dbh <ah...@shaw.ca> wrote:

> So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
> in the breeze.
> Hey that's easy to fix, let's just take care of that toot sweet.
> So.
> I reach down ...
>
> Shirley, another pitcher over here.
> Thank ye.
>
> Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week.

Oh? _Now_ you tell me?

I got the front pushrods of the evo in the wrong tubes after a repair
job I did a week ago. Stupid, yeah. Especially since I measured twice
and cut once. I had everything all laid out the way it goes in, or so
I thought. Even looked it up on nightrider a couple of times to be
sure. Don't know how in the fuck, I managed to still fuck that up, but
I digress.

The bike was only firing on one cylinder, but I didn't know which, so
I reached down and pulled a plug wire. Coil was working. Funny thing
though, the shock seemed pretty tame to me. Nothing like the electric
fence, or the light fixture over the kitchen sink. <sfsf>

-Spanky
Did you know that a bent exhaust pushrod can be hammered back into
shape and shoved into the tube? Works like a champ. Gotta love a
Harley.

dbh wrote:
> Been a while since I wandered by, let me get this next round.
> So there I was, whipping down the highway on my way to work, happy as
> a clam, when all of a sudden -
> hmmm. I'm running on one cylinder.
> Power drops off rather dramatically at this point and I'm thinking to
> myself as I twist the throttle: you're not getting good value from
> that last tank of $1.38/L premium unleaded, you wasteful dummy!
> So I look down and spy the problem - rear cylinder plug wire flapping
> in the breeze.
> Hey that's easy to fix, let's just take care of that toot sweet.
> So.
> I reach down ...
>
> Shirley, another pitcher over here.
> Thank ye.

Is the pitcher full of margaritas? Thanks!

> Y'all know what happened. I got shocked into next week. Lightning came
> out of the plug wire boot, through my left glove, up, over, and out my
> right glove and into my throttle grip. I was being sent a message. My
> bike was pointing out to me the kill switch handily placed right next
> to my right thumb, is tailor-made for such eventualities. A device to
> which I then turned in my noble pursuit of fuel economy and highway
> speeds.
> Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! <sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
> wonder what that would have looked like at night.

Wholly cowz! That's a bit too exciting for me...

--
Donna A.
Wench #17/Bitch #17/BS #26/AH#107/SLOB #9
'95 FLHTCUI Fuel Injected 30th Anniversary Electraglide "Fueley"
'66 H-D Bobcat "Baby Blue"--Harley Hummer Club Member #1066
http://spoiled-brat.com

Steve Irving wrote:
> snarl@trippin.com wrote:
>
>> Ah, fond memories... not! My Ol' man pulled that one on me at th'
>> ripe old age of about 8. Handed me th' plug wire off th' lawnmower
>> and pulled th' cord. Mutherfucker thought I lit up pretty good and
>> tried for a repeat. Obviously yer Dad was nicer'n mine.
>
> Sounds like my dad and the first time I ever saw an electric fence......

Mine was similar, but probably different from your experience. ;-)

Dad held my hand, then grabbed the fence. I got shocked. I never forgot
it and still am wary of electric fences!

--
Donna A.
Wench #17/Bitch #17/BS #26/AH#107/SLOB #9
'95 FLHTCUI Fuel Injected 30th Anniversary Electraglide "Fueley"
'66 H-D Bobcat "Baby Blue"--Harley Hummer Club Member #1066
http://spoiled-brat.com

Greasy Rider wrote:
> While we are talking about electrons in motion......I'm about eight or
> so and mowing the grass with a power mower. I spot a big fat
> grasshopper in the dewy grass and decide to introduce him to
> electricity. Leaving the mower idling I scoop up the 'hopper and touch
> his head to the spark plug. Blue flame shot down the dew coating and
> into my innocent fingers. He hopped away and I endured a giant head
> ache for the rest of the day.

Bullshit. They didn't have gas powered mowers when you were 8.

<d&r>

--
Donna A.
Wench #17/Bitch #17/BS #26/AH#107/SLOB #9
'95 FLHTCUI Fuel Injected 30th Anniversary Electraglide "Fueley"
'66 H-D Bobcat "Baby Blue"--Harley Hummer Club Member #1066
http://spoiled-brat.com

Donna A. wrote:
> Steve Irving wrote:
>> snarl@trippin.com wrote:
>>
>>> Ah, fond memories... not! My Ol' man pulled that one on me at th'
>>> ripe old age of about 8. Handed me th' plug wire off th' lawnmower
>>> and pulled th' cord. Mutherfucker thought I lit up pretty good and
>>> tried for a repeat. Obviously yer Dad was nicer'n mine.
>>
>> Sounds like my dad and the first time I ever saw an electric fence......
>
> Mine was similar, but probably different from your experience. ;-)
>

Some

> Dad held my hand, then grabbed the fence. I got shocked. I never forgot
> it and still am wary of electric fences!
>

Dad didn't hold my hand......pointed and laughed his ass off though......

On 2008-07-21 20:57:54 -0700, dbh <ah114@shaw.ca> said:

> Found the diagnostic plug and read out
> the codes. There was only one: 41, crank position sensor.

Newer Sporty?
--
Ryder Rick
<very common>

On 2008-07-22 06:02:39 -0700, Spanky <smarshallpaul@gmail.com> said:

> The bike was only firing on one cylinder, but I didn't know which, so
> I reached down and pulled a plug wire. Coil was working. Funny thing
> though, the shock seemed pretty tame to me. Nothing like the electric
> fence, or the light fixture over the kitchen sink.

Your ignition system is weak or you've had one too many refreshing
adult beverages! <g>
--
Ryder Rick
<still working on mastering the Lock to Lock Figure 8>

On 2008-07-22 07:03:59 -0700, "Donna A." <flhtcui1995@SPAM.hotmail.com> said:

>> Click. Snick. Click - Ka Pow! <sfsf> That cleaned out the pipes,
>> wonder what that would have looked like at night.
>
> Wholly cowz! That's a bit too exciting for me...

Like every FXR ever built I ran over my own horn many years ago so,

When in a tunnel I fiddle with the run switch and make nice echos. <G>
--
Ryder Rick
<still working on mastering the Lock to Lock Figure 8>

Steve Irving wrote:

> Sounds like my dad and the first time I ever saw an electric fence......

My intro to electric fences was when I was a chainman on a survey crew.
The surveyor said take a blade of grass and hold it onto the wire
for a while. It's not constantly electrified; the high voltage comes
in pulses a second or so apart. The grass blade acts as a resistor.
With about 6" of dry grass all I felt was a slight tingle.

SQ

Spanky wrote:

> Did you know that a bent exhaust pushrod can be hammered back into
> shape and shoved into the tube? Works like a champ. Gotta love a
> Harley.

Now you tell me.

--
Rand McNally BS#263
Yer not lost if you get back before the search party finds you...

Sean_Q_ wrote:
> Steve Irving wrote:
>
>> Sounds like my dad and the first time I ever saw an electric fence......
>
> My intro to electric fences was when I was a chainman on a survey crew.


> With about 6" of dry grass all I felt was a slight tingle.

I still remember....felt like I'd been hit with a sledge hammer.......

Steve Irving wrote:

> Dad didn't hold my hand......pointed and laughed his ass off though......

Kind of how we did at your haircut? <sfsf>

--
Donna A.
Wench #17/Bitch #17/BS #26/AH#107/SLOB #9
'95 FLHTCUI Fuel Injected 30th Anniversary Electraglide "Fueley"
'66 H-D Bobcat "Baby Blue"--Harley Hummer Club Member #1066
http://spoiled-brat.com

Al wrote:
> Steve Irving wrote:
>> DM wrote:
>>> Donna A. wrote:
>>>> Steve Irving wrote:
>>>>
>>>>> Dad didn't hold my hand......pointed and laughed his ass off
>>>>> though......
>>>> Kind of how we did at your haircut? <sfsf>
>>>>
>>> lol
>>>
>>> Fins
>>
>> Aren't you people suppose to be at WORK, or something????
>>
>> I've gotta run over to Cycle Gear and get my new tires mounted on my
>> wheels.......
>
> FWIW Steve, I never laffed at your haircut. Frankly I was appalled and
> sickened.
>
> -al

I thought that was Donna's reaction also.......

The sections on my temples (just above my sideburns) where the gal gouged me
with the clippers and then tried to tell me my hair was thin there 'cause I wore
a pony tail a couple times a year.....is starting to grow back/fill in......

I STILL can't believe I paid for this frikkin haircut.......

Been using some gel to spike the stuff on top, looking for JUST the right shade
of purple to dye the spikes.......

Steve Irving wrote:
> DM wrote:
>> Donna A. wrote:
>>> Steve Irving wrote:
>>>
>>>> Dad didn't hold my hand......pointed and laughed his ass off
>>>> though......
>>> Kind of how we did at your haircut? <sfsf>
>>>
>> lol
>>
>> Fins
>
> Aren't you people suppose to be at WORK, or something????
>
> I've gotta run over to Cycle Gear and get my new tires mounted on my wheels.......

I am at work. In my jammies.

Fins

DM wrote:
> Steve Irving wrote:
>> DM wrote:
>>> Donna A. wrote:
>>>> Steve Irving wrote:
>>>>
>>>>> Dad didn't hold my hand......pointed and laughed his ass off
>>>>> though......
>>>> Kind of how we did at your haircut? <sfsf>
>>>>
>>> lol
>>>
>>> Fins
>>
>> Aren't you people suppose to be at WORK, or something????
>>
>> I've gotta run over to Cycle Gear and get my new tires mounted on my
>> wheels.......
>
> I am at work. In my jammies.
>
> Fins

Hugh Hefner..

Al wrote:
> DM wrote:
>> Steve Irving wrote:
>>> DM wrote:
>>>> Donna A. wrote:
>>>>> Steve Irving wrote:
>>>>>
>>>>>> Dad didn't hold my hand......pointed and laughed his ass off
>>>>>> though......
>>>>> Kind of how we did at your haircut? <sfsf>
>>>>>
>>>> lol
>>>>
>>>> Fins
>>>
>>> Aren't you people suppose to be at WORK, or something????
>>>
>>> I've gotta run over to Cycle Gear and get my new tires mounted on my
>>> wheels.......
>>
>> I am at work. In my jammies.
>>
>> Fins
>
> Hugh Hefner..

Larry Flynt