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Introduction:
hello, i have a lot of pics on other sites just checking this one to see whats up. i am 44 5 kids 2 grandkids and recently moved back home to saint Pete from Texas. love riding guns 4X4's rallies parties and having fun. work offshore so i am gone a lot. well thats it for now
well since so many have asked i am adding a little about what it is i actually do! i am not in the merchant marines i am a surveyor navigator enigineer on pipe lay barges, research vessels, dive support vessels and a treasure hunting ship. i am a contractor (work for myself) and travel a LOT! i tell them where they are, where they need (or are supposed) to be, and then verify what ever they are building is where it is supposed to be using GPS (sattelite)for vessel positioning and underwater accoustics (USBL or LBL) for sub-sea positioning! thats about what i do in a nutshell! . i work 60 on and 30 off, so i am gone a lot, thus the "single" status on my Bio, seems some women find this awful hard to contend with. reckon it must be very hard to keep it in your pants for that long when alone huh? ROTFLMMFAO! well i as s said i have a big family and we are very tight i don't go anywhere without some of them usually anyway. i am very old fashioned and am looking for someone who is the same. there is acceptable behavior for single folks and acceptable behavior for "attached" folks in my book. i practice what i preach and do not disrespect my significant other and will not tolerate less in return. as everyone says on here "life is short" and though my life, principles and morals are not for everyone, they are for ME and will be for my significant other as well. my line does not move never say its OK once and get mad the next time, i am a good decent TRUE family man, fun and very funny guy, consider4 myself fairly intelligent, i have hundreds of friends all over the world, i have a great Job a great life and am a very good provider, and in my opinion the sacrifice i ask for seems pale in comparison to the benefits that i bring to the table. so in my humble opinion i refuse to settle for less that faithfulness respect honor and monogamy, sorry i know i am supposed to be some game playing ho dog because i am a biker, but thats just not me, never has been and never will be. i love to party and have fun and ride and go to all the rally's etc etc etc. it would, however, be nice to find someone who can do that with me and also know where the lines is and can honor it. i believe she was last spotted riding a unicorn thru Atlantis with Elvis riding bitch and had a Do-Do bird on each shoulder! LMMFAO! well you asked for it you got it, there is a lil more about me!
| Are you an Old School Biker Your Result: You are old school You are a part of the true biker community. You probably understand the meaning of brotherhood and look after those you ride with as family. Ride Hard - Die Free is not just a fancy patch you bought at a bike rally. You probably ride your bike to Bike Week no matter how far it is. Bikers like you are hard to come by. Keep the shiny side up. | | You are new school | | Are you an Old School Biker Take More Quizzes |
this is an editorial from dixie biker, too true, lest we forget where we come from and who we are!
By Inkslinger Back to our home page and entrance to all our great features! I’m sure that you, the faithful Dixie Biker reader, no matter where you might call home, have noticed the growing number of benefit rides, “bike nights” and such. On any given night around these parts, you can “bike night” at any number of establishments, from an owl-themed place to one who uses an American icon for it’s name, and all within ten miles of each other, and all on the same night. For those of you relatively new to the motorcycling family, you may not recall “theme nights.” On Monday you had to be a cowboy, Tuesday a “Blues Brother”, Wednesdays were 50’s sock hop and so on. Just try to get into techno-night at the “We are Going to Jump on Whatever Fad is Going to Make me the Most Money Bar, Grill and Poser Store” dressed in your finest blue jeans, black t-shirt and riding boots. I realize the economy sucks right now, and that’s the very reason for this article. I recently had the good fortune(?) to be approached by a restaurant manager who wondered “if having a ‘bike night’ would be good for business, and if he did have a bike night did I think that he should have a motorcycle so he would fit in?” Also, I’ve noticed there’s been an increase in the number of “benefit” rides. Do you check to make sure that the organization exists? Or that there really is a need? There recently was a case in which an individual was going around to various organizations and getting them to have fund-raisers to help with his “daughter’s ongoing medical expenses”. Turns out his daughter did in fact have cancer, but she had died some two years earlier. Do you pass up an event put on by a group in the motorcycling community where you only have a chance at some junky door prize, to go to something where you know you’re gonna get a fancy T shirt? There’s more and more bars, taverns, organizations and people trying to keep their head above water than ever before, and a lot of these folks are realizing that the biker community is now suddenly acceptable and represents a vast, untapped resource. A perfect example is right here in Florida. Just look at how fast Orlando put together a “Bike Week” when it looked like Daytona was trying to get rid of Bike Week. (And now Sanford is having an event to coincide with Biketoberfest event the third weekend in October.) There’s lots of opportunities to “do good anyway” out there, just pick and choose wisely when faced with choices. Don’t be one of the ones showing off your collection of worn out T-shirts for the first annual this or that while wondering why the bikers down the street don’t have parties anymore. Or why the little corner bar, with the old retired biker running it, that sold longnecks a buck cheaper than anyplace in town has suddenly gone out of business. True friendships and camaraderie last a lot longer than t-shirts. The feeling you get when you see the smile on a kid’s face that you helped will last a lot longer than the picture of you and some swimsuit model that you had to PAY big bucks for just to get her on your bike for 50 miles. If she ain't on yours, she'll be on some other sucker's, smiling just as pretty. The editor of this esteemed magazine recently wrote about the numbers of people moving to Florida, and the effect it was having on the biking community as a whole. The concept of searching out the most bang for yer buck applies to partying as well as motorcycle service and sales. The RUBS and WHOREs of the motorcycle world don't read this rag. Hell it's printed on newsstock for chrissakes, and doesn't have whole layouts of cookie cutter bikes, including color, glossy, non-stick photos of chicks who ain't never had their ass on a motorcycle seat until this gig, along with the name and addresses of the latest fad supplier. Those folks ain't the ones I'm talking to anyways. Don't misunderstand, there's nothing wrong with trying new things. HELL, the USA wouldn't be here if there was. Just remember your roots, remember what the motorcycling community is all about, and don't let big coalitions and corporations with fancy colorful posters and flyers and a hundred different ways to raise money win out over sick kid who only has us…. Just remember in your search for the ultimate weekend party……T-shirts and photos fade, but memories made with good friends LAST A LIFETIME. Till next time, Inkslinger Monk's Two Cents Thanks for the editorial, bro. ‘Bout time we heard from you again! Inkslinger included this statement at the beginning of his essay: “the views and opinions that follow are mine, and mine alone, and do not necessarily represent the views and opinions of DBI, with the exception of one area.” I don’t know which area Inkslinger’s talkin’ about, cuz we agree with his essay and his views. Most of our readers will, too. I’ve never understood why people put that statement, or something similar to it, on their masthead or in a controversial article or essay in their magazine. If you don’t agree with an article or essay, don’t print it. Jeez. Who's payin' the bills anyhow? We know that sometimes we piss off some of our readers with some of the things we write or run. So be it. We’ll stand by it, and not worry about being politically correct. It’s like the phrase “illegal immigrants” that the mainstream media likes to use - politically correct, of course. They’re not “immigrants.” They’re friggin’ trespassers on our property - American citizens own our soil. Even if we disagree with something y’all might write or send in, or you disagree with us, we'll run your views and then run ours with it. That's called debate, or discussion. And even if we don't agree, we still like hangin’ with y’all. It’s okay to disagree. Biker’s do it all the time over things and that’s also what made, and makes, America great. Like I mentioned somewhere else in this issue: “You got to stand for something,” sings Alan Tippen, “Or you’ll fall for anything.”
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Eyes! Boobs, personality, a nice ass never hurt anything either i reckon! |
Turn offs:
how much time do you have? assholes blocking left lane, people who think they know everything (they truly do irritate the hell out of us who do! LMMFAO!) women who want the remote etc etc etc |
Ideal:
well it seems readily apparent i haven't a clue as yet, married three times, divorced three times! but ever the optimist, i keep on trying, sooner or later there has to be someone wouldn't ya think? ROTFLMMFAO! | |
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Favorite Quotes:
In honor of George... lest we forget! LMMFAO! you will be missed my man!
New Rule: No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you isn't gift giving, it's the white people version of looting.
New Rule: Stop giving me that pop-up ad for classmates.com! There's a reason you don't talk to people for 25 years. Because you don't particularly like them! Besides, I already know what the captain of the football team is doing these days --- mowing my lawn.
New Rule: Don't eat anything that's served to you out a window unless you're a seagull. People are acting all shocked that a human finger was found in a bowl of Wendy's chili. Hey, it cost less than a dollar. What did you expect it to contain? Lobster?
New Rule: Stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blonde teachers are permanently damaged . I have a better description for these kids: 'Lucky bastards.'
New Rule: If you need to shave and you still collect baseball cards, you're a dope. If you're a kid, the cards are keep sakes of your idols. If you're a grown man, they're pictures of men.
New Rule: Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone. Here's how much men care about your eyebrows: Do you have two of them? Good, we're done.
New Rule:There's no such thing as flavored water. There's a whole aisle of this crap at the supermarket, water, but, without that watery taste. Sorry, but flavored water is called a soft drink. You want flavored water? Pour some scotch over ice and let it melt. That's your flavored water.
New Rule: Stop screwing with old people. Target is introducing a redesigned pill bottle that's square, with a bigger label. And the top is now the bottom. And by the time grandpa figures out how to open it, his ass will be in the morgue. Congratulations, Target, you just solved the Social Security crisis.
New Rule: The more complicated the Starbucks order, the bigger the a ** hole. If you walk into a Starbucks and order a 'decaf grandee, half-soy, half-low fat, iced vanilla, double-shot, gingerbread cappuccino, extra dry, light ice, with one Sweet-n'-Low, and One NutraSweet,' ooooh, you're a huge a ** hole.
New Rule: I'm not the cashier! By the time I look up from sliding my card, entering My PIN number, pressing 'Enter,' verifying the amount, deciding, no, I don't want Cash back, and pressing 'Enter' again, the kid who is supposed to be ringing me up is standing there eating my Almond Joy.
New Rule: Just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn't make you Spiritual. It's right above the crack of your a ** . And it translates to 'beef with broccoli.' The last time you did anything spiritual, you were praying to God you weren't pregnant. You're not spiritual. You're just high.
New Rule: Competitive eating isn't a sport. It's one of the seven deadly sins. ESPN Recently televised the U.S. Open of Competitive Eating, because watching those athletes at the poker table was just too damned exciting. What's next, competitive farting? Oh wait, they're already doing that. It's called 'The Howard Stern Show.'
New Rule: I don't need a bigger mega M&Ms. If I'm extra hungry for M&Ms, I'll go nuts and eat two.
New Rule: If you're going to insist on making movies based on crappy old television shows, then you have to give everyone in the Cineplex a remote so we can see what's playing on the other screens. Let's remember the reason something was a television show in the first place is that the idea wasn't good enough to be a movie.
New Rule: And this one is long overdue: No more bathroom attendants. After I zip up, some guy is offering me a towel and a mint like I just had sex with George Michael. I can't even tell If he's supposed to be there, or just some freak with a fetish. I don't want to be on your webcam, Dude. I just want to wash my hands
New Rule: When I ask how old your toddler is, I don't need to hear '27 months.' 'He's two' will do just fine. He's not a cheese. And I didn't really care in the first place.
New Rule: If you ever hope to be a credible adult and want a job that pays better than minimum wage, then for God's sake don't pierce or tattoo every available piece of flesh. If so, then plan your future around saying, 'Do you want fries with that?'
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