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Aright.. the following is a true story.

 

Couple nights ago, I was riding home from work.  Second shift; so it was near midnight.  I was pulling through a fairly remote part of my path to home.  Just made a turn onto a road lined each side with trees.  No moon that night, dark and foggy.  My facemask fogged up instantly in the turn.

 

Just as I complete the turn, I see what can only be the skeletal, clawed hand of the reaper himself!  It is reaching around my right side, and clawing at my face shield!  No shit dudes, this is what I saw!  Well, what else could I do...  I twisted the throttle hard, and attained escape velocity, leaving the reaper far behind.  I was scared SHITLESS...

 

then I realized it was my black scarf, with extra long tassles...

 

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I hope your boss doesnt read this he'll think you been drinking at work, hay on the other hand you did the only thing you could do. jump on it clear the vission give him the bird and make a run for it, you can always clean your shorts later.

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i can relate,      when i was pretty young  i fell asleep and must have rolled over on my stomach, when i did my arm ended up under me. some time later i woke up to see this hand reachen for my neck,(blood was cut off to arm so i couldnt fill it or my hand) didnt know it was my dam hand.   needless to say you couldnt drive a greased 6 penny nail up my ass with a 12lb. sledge hammer.    gw
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Aright.. the following is a true story.

 

Couple nights ago, I was riding home from work.  Second shift; so it was near midnight.  I was pulling through a fairly remote part of my path to home.  Just made a turn onto a road lined each side with trees.  No moon that night, dark and foggy.  My facemask fogged up instantly in the turn.

 

Just as I complete the turn, I see what can only be the skeletal, clawed hand of the reaper himself!  It is reaching around my right side, and clawing at my face shield!  No shit dudes, this is what I saw!  Well, what else could I do...  I twisted the throttle hard, and attained escape velocity, leaving the reaper far behind.  I was scared SHITLESS...

 

then I realized it was my black scarf, with extra long tassles...

 

:uhoh:

where can a fell get a bag of that shit at .. ???

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Aright.. the following is a true story.

 

Couple nights ago, I was riding home from work.  Second shift; so it was near midnight.  I was pulling through a fairly remote part of my path to home.  Just made a turn onto a road lined each side with trees.  No moon that night, dark and foggy.  My facemask fogged up instantly in the turn.

 

Just as I complete the turn, I see what can only be the skeletal, clawed hand of the reaper himself!  It is reaching around my right side, and clawing at my face shield!  No shit dudes, this is what I saw!  Well, what else could I do...  I twisted the throttle hard, and attained escape velocity, leaving the reaper far behind.  I was scared SHITLESS...

 

then I realized it was my black scarf, with extra long tassles...

 

:uhoh:

That was some dudes ass your face was in. That covers everything you saw and felt.  :rotfl:

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Aright.. the following is a true story.

 

Couple nights ago, I was riding home from work.  Second shift; so it was near midnight.  I was pulling through a fairly remote part of my path to home.  Just made a turn onto a road lined each side with trees.  No moon that night, dark and foggy.  My facemask fogged up instantly in the turn.

 

Just as I complete the turn, I see what can only be the skeletal, clawed hand of the reaper himself!  It is reaching around my right side, and clawing at my face shield!  No shit dudes, this is what I saw!  Well, what else could I do...  I twisted the throttle hard, and attained escape velocity, leaving the reaper far behind.  I was scared SHITLESS...

 

then I realized it was my black scarf, with extra long tassles...

 

:uhoh:

That was some dudes ass your face was in. That covers everything you saw and felt.  :rotfl:

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh,Ha,ha,ha......... Damnit Man !      :rotfl:

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Hey badcad there's the scarf you been looking for. :rotfl:

:rotfl:  I knew you couldnt resist that one.

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Aright.. the following is a true story.

 

Couple nights ago, I was riding home from work.  Second shift; so it was near midnight.  I was pulling through a fairly remote part of my path to home.  Just made a turn onto a road lined each side with trees.  No moon that night, dark and foggy.  My facemask fogged up instantly in the turn.

 

Just as I complete the turn, I see what can only be the skeletal, clawed hand of the reaper himself!  It is reaching around my right side, and clawing at my face shield!  No shit dudes, this is what I saw!  Well, what else could I do...  I twisted the throttle hard, and attained escape velocity, leaving the reaper far behind.  I was scared SHITLESS...

 

then I realized it was my black scarf, with extra long tassles...

 

:uhoh:

Now, that's funny stuff!

:rotfl:  :rotfl:  :rotfl:

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