| Author | Message | ||
     Gravedigger |
Digger, Do you have any Idea what that's worth? solid gold man! you are speaking of that certain tape aren't you!  I need to get my hand on that tape! should be worth alot with that upcoming marriage of yours! Think its worth a Nallins XB?? LOL  | ||
| S2scott |
Digger, to mount it low you can bolt it to the side of the forks on the brake mount. | ||
| Keef |
HE,HE< Richy's M-2 or should I say Richies too few pieces LOL    | ||
| Usapitbullz |
Whats everyone doing tommorrow? Whatever it may be, be careful and have fun! L8R, JM | ||
| Kcbill |
Hey Keef. I see you got that parts bike you were looking for. Have you all ready put the motor in your Sporty? | ||
| Keef |
SSHHHHH processing........processing.....  ........... ....... .... ....think he will notice the difference?    | ||
| Dasxb9s |
Hey mobbers... (and Mob thread watchers) How about a contest? ...guess the problem with Richie's bike based on the first photo Keef posted above... not the second series of photos. Caption: "Hey Frank... I have a problem with my bike... can you tell me whats wrong?" (Frank says...) "Oh that is easy to diagnose... the problem is...______________ !" FINISH Frank's statement! (Yes Frankster, Richie and Keef... You can participate too!) The prize for the first correct guess... a Buell Pegasus patch. The first part of the contest ends when the correct guess is posted... or New Years Day... at whenever I get around to saying the contest is over on that day... at that time I will post the answer (assuming it has not been guessed)! RULES... 1. first correct posted answer wins 2. only one winner... nothing for the second correct guess... even if it is posted seconds after the first correct posting. 3. If the winner in not in the KC area... ya gotta wait a payday or so, so I can afford the postage (in the United States only). (The house and Christmas has trashed my budget!) 4. NO CRY BABIES 5. If you don't like my selected answer... and I do really have one selected... OH WELL. (SECOND PART OF THE CONTEST) 6. I will try to scrounge up a price for the most humorous or creative answer, so give it a try... even if the main answer is posted. 7. the judge's ruling is final. AND I THE FRIGGIN JUDGE! 8. only two guesses per person - same posting or as two postings (multiple personalities don't count... a person is one body no matter how many people live in the head) REASONING IN THIS... that way you can guess to match the answer I have selected... and one other that is funny or other wise creative. 9. If Erik wins... I am gonna crap my pants! 10. We have all seen this guy... the guy posting as Anonymous is not eligible. So whats the problem with Richie's bike? Everyone guess... and I will pick the winner for the "right" answer... as I see it. The key words... "as I see it"... and everyone knows I see things just a little of kelter. And a funny or creative winner | ||
| Richieg150 |
The problem is...............I got gas at a station down on Vanbrunt yesterday,went in to pay,kinda had to wait a few minutes,when I came out..............this is what was left of my AMERICAN MADE BUELL!Gone in 60 seconds was right,or maybe a few more than 60! | ||
| Cyclone1 |
Problem is.....its not chrome yet!  | ||
| Keef |
The problem is...hmm I should have listened to the other guys and used lock tight seem like a few nuts and bolts have worked loose.....  | ||
| Tripper |
"the problem is...you bought a rice-burner!" oh wait, sorry Frank, he would never say that. I was thinking of Worth-less. Or is it Gail's now. whatever. any of the 3 stores coulda said it. | ||
| Roninxb |
If it os ok... I would like to guess. Hay Frank... I have a problem wiht my bike... can you tell me what the wrong Mr Frank said Ok that is easy to diagnoze the problems is everything wrong. | ||
| Kcbill |
Oh,OH,OH I know Iknow. The answer is every thing is wrong! Right, Right? | ||
| Dasxb9s |
Don't despair.. don't hesitate... I am not going to end the contest until LATE tomorrow... so you have all night... and all day tomorrow to enter SO GUESS!!! | ||
| Xben9r |
Well I'm back.... I have just gotten my internet back, well my new internet in my new apartment. I haven't been doing much of anything except curled in the corner in the fetal position. Ben  | ||
| Dasxb9s |
Boy did the tax payers get the shaft today... I had nothing to do at work... and made good money doing it. So... my #2 boss suggested at 2:00 pm that we go do nothing someplace else. It was like seeing the dead come to life... the last time I saw people move that fast was the time I drove past the fire... and people were running to safety. Youda thunk that David Copperfield was doing a trick... talk about a disappearing act!!!! So... I went home... hopped on the XB... and went to look for some bazaar music (Bloodhound Gang - One Fierce Beer Coaster) at Wherehouse Music. Found a used copy... looked like someone took a jack hammer to it... selected a new copy. The clerk (who had two nose rings, purple hair spiked in punk rock style, the map of Seattle cut into his beard, black fingernail polish, a fish net tanktop showing off his pierced nipples, full coverage tatoos... of skateboarders, baggie shorts, fishnet tights and Doc Martin boots) looked at the CD... looked at me... looked at the CD... looked at me... looked at the CD... looked at me... looked at the CD... looked at me... looked at the CD... looked at me... looked at the CD... looked at me... looked at the CD... looked at me one more time... like I looked weird or something... and said... "Wouldn't you rather let me take this and show you to the Pat Boone selections?" As I was explaining it was not for me.......... it was for my 80 year old mother, my cell phone rang. So... I handed him the sack of pennies and my senior discount card... and answered the call. It was Sam... "What are you doing!" I explain I am buying a CD from Charlie Manson's son... and was out and about on my XB. So Sam... (unlike a certified Harley Davidison mechanic who is a KC Mob member, who lives in Leavenworth and who works at Central Harley Davidson... who shall remain unnamed) asked if I wanted to come over as he is tearing into his XB because of a problem with the front cylinder. After jumping up and down and yelling Woooo Hoooo, pumping my arm in the air, moon walking... and knocking over 4 displays... I respond, "I think I can reschedule my afternoon and do that." Sam asks where I am... I tell him I am at 40 Hwy and Noland... and he gives me directions to his place in Shawnee Kansas. About 3 and ½ minutes later... I arrive... pull my bike into his garage... asked him to close the garage door as we hear sirens quickly approaching. I apologize for taking so long... and explain I would have been there sooner but I had to stop for gas! Sam looks at his watch... taps it a couple of times... and has a funny look on his face. The first thing I do is walk over to his El Camino... and start looking at it... about a minute later Sam hands me a shop towel... and mumbles something about me drooling... rusting his body work... and again has a funny look on his face. So he explains he is going to prep the bike by taking off the body work and dropping the front of the engine to do the rest of the work tomorrow. At that... I run across the garage... not really meaning to knock Sam down... and wondering how he got a boot print on his white t-shirt... and start grabbing tools out of his tool box. Which I must say was a sorry sight. All of his tools were dirty and worn... like they were used or something... and none of them had any duct tape strips with Snap-On in magic marker written on them! Sam takes the tools from me... slaps my hand... and says... first the bike has to be up on the stands. So he get this home made thingie... made out of square and round tubing... all dirty and unpainted... like it is yuckie and dirty and used, unlike my stands that are painted... and waxed... and spotless. And sets it under the front of his bike... I ask if I can help... and he nods his head... I get on one side... he on the other... he sticks the contraption under the fairing... lines up the attachment point... and I push the contraption in place... then I step back with a proud look in my face... to look at my accomplishment... and notice once again Sam has a funny look on his face... but this time it is different... and he is jumping up and down... and trying to lift the front of his bike... tugging to free his hand. Anyway... we get the bleeding stopped... and he has me sit in a chair... and tells me I am not to get out of the chair... unless the bleeding once again starts and he passes out... and to ONLY CALL 911. He was very clear I was not to touch his bike while waiting for the ambulance. So... Sam gets the yuckie... dirty... used... unpainted... home made rear stands and proceeds to get them set in place to support the back of the bike. I can tell that due to his lack of being able to use one hand... and what appears to be a little dizziness... he is having trouble placing the stands. After about 20 minutes of begging... he lets me help. I lift up the back of his XB... and he is positioning the stands... and suddenly I get an itch on my back, you know... one of those where you back up to a door frame and rub up against it... to satisfy the itch. Well I can hardly stand it...and with one hand reach back and hit the spot... and it felt sooooooo good. It is about then I realize I dropped Sam's bike... and he is under it! God... I was soooo relieved... I was afraid the bike would get all scratched up... but lucky for Sam... it landed on him! WHAT A LUCKY BREAK!!! After about 20 minutes I collect enough bravery to walk over to the bike. And if I had not had Sam's encouragement after this little accident that everything was OK... and that I could touch his bike... I would have not been able to approach his bike and touch it... and he would still be under the bike! It was really funny... Sam had a different funny look on his face this time... and after that it was like Sam got super human strength. He picked up his bike with one hand... and with his injured hand place the stands under it. I do not know what impressed me more... that... or when he picked me up... carried me over to the chair... and duct taped me to the chair! At this point Sam got to work... and I started learning very useful stuff. Like how to remove the front and rear wheels... how to disconnect the fuel line and connection to the fuel injection... how to free the motor from all but the rear isolator... and that I should have not taken off my helmet. As Sam would finish with each tool... he would throw it across the garage... hitting me in the head! I guess this must be like at some frat house... like hazing or some initiation ceremony... being accepted as a fellow wrench... so I did not mind much. Besides... after all my head injuries... it was really not so bad... I am not really sure how it fit in, when he went over and pissed on my bike... but I thought it better that I not ask too many questions. Well... Sam finished up all he was going to do... and after about two hours of begging, he put down that tire tool and he cut me free from all the duct tape... and told me to go home. I thanked him for letting me wrench with him... and pushed my bike to the street. I had not even realized I had forgot my jacket and helmet... when they came flying out his front door. I thanked Sam... but I don't think he heard me over all his cussing and through the closed door. I can hardly wait until tomorrow... when I go back to help him tear into the engine... I already have my hammers, chisels, and a sawzall in my backpack! I don't think I will be able to sleep! | ||
| Dasxb9s |
ENTER MY CONTEST NOW!!! | ||
| Kcbill |
I did I did. Did I win, huuua did I did I? Come On! SPEEK! I'm the winner. Hey we don't need no stinkn badges!(heavy spanish accent)  | ||
| Kcbill |
Hey Rich were's your bike?  | ||
| Dasxb9s |
Bill... Bill... Bill... My personal Guru once told me after seeing that I was impatient... "Grasshopper, you must learn patience!" to which I replied... "Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... how long is that gonna take!!!!" Patience... the contest is not yet over... and remember... you are allowed TWO entries... one to match the answer I selected when I set this up the contest (and for you conspiracy theorist there is no significance in the words "set" or "up"  ...) and one for the humorous or creative category. So Bill, you can make a second entry for the funny or creative category... unless that WAS your funny entry!!!?????? |
