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I have no idea why I opened this thread...Darwin's law, curiosity killed the cat...and it sucks here as well. :angry2:
It's like watching a train wreck... ya just can't look away. :dribble:
So Ty and Mark, I take this to mean you don't want to hear the story about SkooterG back in November of 2004 standing in the lobby of Madame Leticia's Whorehouse in Guerrero *****, Baja California Sur drunk and wearing only his tighty-whities with a fist full of 500 peso notes in his right hand, bottle of Herradure Tequila in his left? OK, I'll just save it for the campfire at CFR then!

Good Call! ;)

 
Now I'm thinking why the heck did I even bother to start this thread with this bunch of goat-wrastlers????

:blink:

(Tyler exepted!)

As for gross-out competitions, we definitely have an odd family. I deal with remains and my wife's a nurse. The poor kids have no idea why their home stories get other kids to stare.

 
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Don't know if Check's tale grosses me out more than Smitti141's story about following the horse hauler. :puke:

And we stay WAY back and off to the side around here anytime we see one of those perforated multi-deck trailers. Of course you can smell the pig **** miles before you actually catch up to them. :puke:

OK, time for LUNCH!!!! :p

 
Don't know if Check's tale grosses me out more than Smitti141's story about following the horse hauler. :puke:

And we stay WAY back and off to the side around here anytime we see one of those perforated multi-deck trailers. Of course you can smell the pig **** miles before you actually catch up to them. :puke:

OK, time for LUNCH!!!! :p
Yet another argument for a full face shield - you could also make a point for a clean room suit in this instance.

 
Don't know if Check's tale grosses me out more than Smitti141's story about following the horse hauler. :puke:

And we stay WAY back and off to the side around here anytime we see one of those perforated multi-deck trailers. Of course you can smell the pig **** miles before you actually catch up to them. :puke:

OK, time for LUNCH!!!! :p
Yet another argument for a full face shield - you could also make a point for a clean room suit in this instance.
Hearing about barf projectiles, horse **** and pig **** trailers makes following our Fairlaner on his Hondapotmus seem to be not so bad.

At least when you are following Richard on his Lead Wing all you get hit with are lit cigarette butts and empty Southern Comfort bottles!!

 
That is indeed gross, but riding in Old Mexico has this beat! As anyone who travels a lot to Mexico can tell you, the most offensive thing to a ****** is La Basura - The Trash. In 45 years of riding Motocicletas in Mexico, I still have never understood why Mexican citizens feel it is their right to throw their trash out on the terrain - but they all do it, rich or poor, Indian or Spanish.

Over mi mas Caminos ridden in Mexico I've fully learned to carefully observe the vehicles around me. If there's a minivan or station wagon with Los Ninos Pequenos - very small children, I'm especially alert. Because I can't tell you how many times I have had a dirty diaper fillled with baby **** hit the windshield of my motorcycle, with me ducking behind the Plexiglass. Mamacitas Mexicanas think nothing about changing Manuel or Leticia's diaper on the front seat and immediately throwing the ******/pissy one straight out of the car window! ES LAS BAMBAS BUTT BOMB, ESE!

Aye Caramba,****** puke is indeed horrid, but yellow-green infant poo is even worse! Horrible!

Dammit you owe me a computer screen :lol: soda all over it now :angry:

 
Someone just sent me this joke... couldn't help but think of this thread... apologies in advance. :eek:

A hungry bloke walks into a seedy cafe in Glasgow...

He sits at the counter and notices a Jock with his arms folded staring blankly at a bowl of chili.

After fifteen minutes of just sitting there staring at it, the hungry bloke bravely asks,

"If you aren't going to eat that, mind if I do?"

The old Jock slowly turns his head toward the young bloke and says, "Nah, ye can gae ahead."

Eagerly, the young bloke reaches over and slides the bowl over to his place

and starts spooning it in with delight.

He gets nearly down to the bottom and notices a dead mouse in the chili.

The sight was shocking and he immediately pukes up the chili back into the bowl.

The old Jock says, "Aye, that's as far as I got too."

 
Someone just sent me this joke... couldn't help but think of this thread... apologies in advance. :eek:

A hungry bloke walks into a seedy cafe in Glasgow...

He sits at the counter and notices a Jock with his arms folded staring blankly at a bowl of chili.

After fifteen minutes of just sitting there staring at it, the hungry bloke bravely asks,

"If you aren't going to eat that, mind if I do?"

The old Jock slowly turns his head toward the young bloke and says, "Nah, ye can gae ahead."

Eagerly, the young bloke reaches over and slides the bowl over to his place

and starts spooning it in with delight.

He gets nearly down to the bottom and notices a dead mouse in the chili.

The sight was shocking and he immediately pukes up the chili back into the bowl.

The old Jock says, "Aye, that's as far as I got too."
Reminds me of the time my then-wife and I wanted to thank my sister for helping us move once. We took her to eat at a Battista's (pizza type chain of restaurants). She got a salad but only ate half. Hmmmm. We got to the parking lot and my sister puked and puked until her false teeth flew out and landed in the pile. She explained she saw a couple cockroaches in the salad half-way through lunch and tried not to ruin our lunch, but couldn't take it anymore. I laughed so hard I almost peed myself. She didn't think it was funny as she picked her dentures out of the salad remains -- go figure!

 
Someone just sent me this joke... couldn't help but think of this thread... apologies in advance. :eek:

A hungry bloke walks into a seedy cafe in Glasgow...

He sits at the counter and notices a Jock with his arms folded staring blankly at a bowl of chili.

After fifteen minutes of just sitting there staring at it, the hungry bloke bravely asks,

"If you aren't going to eat that, mind if I do?"

The old Jock slowly turns his head toward the young bloke and says, "Nah, ye can gae ahead."

Eagerly, the young bloke reaches over and slides the bowl over to his place

and starts spooning it in with delight.

He gets nearly down to the bottom and notices a dead mouse in the chili.

The sight was shocking and he immediately pukes up the chili back into the bowl.

The old Jock says, "Aye, that's as far as I got too."
You know Tyler, in our Irish homeland, they would've charged extra for the mouse!

 
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