"I pulled you over for Speeding. Do you have any idea how fast you were going?"

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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

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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.

Monday, March 9, 2009

New Vs. Old, or shall we say educated.

A very self-important 20something year old was just dying to show off the new crotch rocket he had recently acquired.
He was attending his very first biker rally ever. He was chumming around with some of his young biker friends, and took it upon himself to explain to an elderly group of bikers with their full dressers

why it was impossible for the older generation to understand his generation, and why their bikes were so much cooler.

'You and your Geezer Glides grew up in a different world, actually an almost primitive one,' the young man said, loud enough for many of those nearby to hear. 'The young people of today are much more advanced than people your age. We grew up with television, jet planes, space travel, man walking on the moon and the Internet. We have cell phones, nuclear energy, electric and hydrogen cars, computers, automated manufacturing, amazing technologies, ...and,' pausing to take another drink of beer.

The old biker took advantage of the break in the kid's litany and said, 'You're right, son. We didn't have those things when we were young.....so we invented them. Now, you arrogant little shit, what are YOU doing for the next generation?'

The applause amongst the crowd was resounding...

I love old bikers. You can learn so much!


Dean "D-Day" said...

Putting an arrogant cocky young shit in his place...priceless.

Anonymous said...


word veri: unbugh...as in getting rid of an annoying pest

IHG said...

That is awesome!!! Gotta Love the ODBs!! They are smart!!!

I have to interview young people for positions at the company I work for. With all the texting they do they find it very hard to even form a sentence when they are face to face with you. Sad!

Willy D said...

Good one, but we were cocky little bastards at one time ourselves. At least I was. (Still am);)

Lady R (Di) said...

Way to go ODB's! I wish I could have witnessed that perfect smack down. I get tired of the cockiness that seems to be the mood of the day... every day! Young people think they've got it better, but I guess they haven't been watching the news.

Chessie (Chesshirecat) said...

Excellent...ya gotta love the intelligence of the older generation...quick on their feet, and quick silver in our hair...