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Mr. Motorcycle

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I live at 1 Frozen place in, Minnesota, United States
My real name is Mark. For many years now my wife has called me Mr. Motorcycle. When I started my Blog I was looking for a catchy blog name, so I went with it. I'm happily married and I'm also a father of 6 children. I have two human offspring, one dog, two cats and one custom Harley. I believe that makes 6 children. When I'm not doing my real full time job, or going for a ride, I like to do art, custom paint jobs, and of course BLOG. If you would like to contact me, my e-mail address is phonetically spelled for avoiding spammers. (I actually do use the number 1 in the beginning.) 1mrmotorcycleATgmailDOTcom

*****This is my Bliss*****

*****This is my Bliss*****
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The photo above is my ride :
"Kenny" started life as a stock '97, 883 Sportster. It's been a work in progress since the day I bought it many years ago. Its mostly custom with a built, "slightly juiced up" 1200 motor.
The Metal Fabrication, bodywork and custom paint was done by me.

How the Hell did I come up with a name like Kenny for my bike you ask?...... Most people who name their rides, go with chick names. I of course had to be different. I think bikes look tough, cool and masculine; not feminine. Plus, my father "Ken" has helped make me who I am today. Therefore with a little twist on the name, my bike was named "Kenny".


Come check out my custom paint! Click on the logo above to go to my custom paint blog.

Friday, September 12, 2008

One Liner Biker Wit

Rule of thumb........ When you are working on your motorcycle, and your hands are all full of grease, it is then that your nose will itch, and you'll have to pee.


Webster World said...


"Joker" said...


Or, you're a biker at a campground, have a bad ankle that stiffens up at night, and it's 3am, and you have to go hobble to a port-a-john to pee!

Lady R (Di) said...

Amen to that! I used to work in the surgical unit and it sucks when you got and itch, or you would start sweating and it would run down your back. Tickle, tickle, tickle! Being in the sterile field, you couldn't touch anything. I remember thinking that this would be a good torture tactic.

Thanks for the laugh. I can't believe I didn't notice it until now! I must have been snoozing!

Mr. Motorcycle said...


You wouldn't happen to be talking about Milwaukee would Ya?!

Lady R.,
I have an itch just thinking about it! I'm guessing you use Google Reader, and missed it, because created it, and held it by mistake, then posted it later. Google, posted it back dated, so it probably never showed up in reader properly.

FLHX_Dave said...

pffft...when the world gives you lemons make lemonade. I would wipe my nose on my sleeve and then put that grease to work. (sorry, just had to.)

Mr. Motorcycle said...

FLHX Dave,

It's called Astrogrease!