Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Roy and His Bitches...

After my bitchin' about ridin' the Sportster and all the pain that it caused, Roy did what he had to to get the Indian runnin'....not that it didn't run...well sorta....long story short....New battery and the bracket on the exhaust was fixed...and we're runnin'.

Calls were made and plans were formed for gettin' the gang together....the being Roy's Bitches! I have always refered to the men that he rides with as bitches....they complain more than I do!!
One the men, Roy has know since 1974. They worked together for many years and know each others secrets.
And I can only stomach one or two of them...and I'm not too thrilled about them!

But one in particular really irks my shit!!

I don't know what his problem is but he has to pick at me.

I do nothing to incourage him.

NOTHING!!

He calls me Squirrel....I don't know why.

He tries to knock me in the water....whenever we are around a pool or a stream...we were at a trout farm and he attempted to knock me in fish pool!

He makes fun of me....I'm shorter than his wife....her ass is bigger.

But what sealed his fate with me is the day he threw a titty baby fit. I was puttin' on my helmet and slidin' my sunglasses in place with my middle finger....which to him I was flippin' him off!!!

"You just flipped me off!"

God! What are we 9?

"If I wanted to flip you off, I would be loud and proud about it and give you the bird to your face. Becuz, I don't play silly baby games."

I have asked Roy time and time again what that guy's problem is and why does he go outta his way to annoy me. He can pick on his own wife...and leave me alone.

Roy sums it up as he likes me and that is only way he can show it in front of everyone.

Whatever!

HE'S A FREAKIN' ASS!!! And I told Roy I didn't ever want to be around that asshole ever again...so far so good that has held for 3 years!!


So Saturday when the calls were made and Roy's BigBitch said DaYamahaMan might be comin' I almost didn't go.

We didn't actually ride with him but we did run into him and his wife....she's not friendly in the least little bit. I managed to make thru it without havin' to speak to either of them.

These people got a dog from the clinic that I worked at and blamed me when it didn't obey them....like I had something to do with it!!

I don't need that shit!


We had a pleasent time.....ate a place in Missouri call Undercliffs....with 3 dogs.....and the food was good....if you don't mind the fact that the dog just pooped on the other side of the porch!! I wonder how they get that past the health department?


It's early in the ridin' season.....and I'm love ridin' that Indian!!

6 comments:

Miss Thystle said...

you need a lovely semi-custom Swift Bar chopper. Just saying. I'll hook you up. My paint guy can make you into a pin-up girl and paint you on the tank! With you're pretty shoes.

Mannyed said...

sounds like that Mr. Huge Arse is flirting with you! Remember in like elementary school when a boy liked you and showed it by pulling your hair...same thing here.

Bird said...

It does sound slike that guy is trying to flirt with you in a very juvenile way. Ugh.

My husband's oldest friends in the whole world was an ass to me for probably seven years. Now, he's less of an ass. Still, not perfect, but he's got a nice girl friend who keeps him in line.

Vickie said...

He likes you. It doesn't make him any less of a pain though.
Peace

Sherrie said...

Poke him in the eye and make him cry, that'll teach him!

So Nadine girl? I say you jump in that truck and take a road trip to Edmonton. What you say?

~hugs~

MizAngie said...

He likes you and his wife knows it. And he wants to push you in water so he can see your titties through your shirt.

And he has a bad case of arrested development.

Gross.