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 | TopSpencer aka Cockroach Feeling the loss of a Brother. U.S. Military Vets Savannah lost Wrench tonight. Rest in Peace Brother!!! |
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Introduction:
First off, if you send friends request and you don't have a picture, haven't read my profile or we haven't email each other already, then don't expect an approval. Not here to rack up the number of friends I can approve. Here to meet people that enjoy riding!! Second, read my profile and be respectful with what you post on my wall or it will be deleted.
March 20, 2008 - Buried my dog Rex tonight. He was 6 and got really sick. He put up a great fight, but he finally let go and is up with Duke running wild. He will be missed!!
Now on with the show...
AKA Cockroach. I'm a 41 year old single father, well not really the last one just graduated high school in May 09. I retired after just over 22 years in the Marines. I enjoy just getting out and riding and meeting new people. I am VERY supportive of our troops, so if you aren't don't send me any of your BS. You don't have to agree with our leaders or the war, but support the troops!!! We do what we do so everyone else has the freedom to bitch about things they don't like about America.

I ride with the U.S. Military Vets MC out of SC, check out our website https://www.usmilitaryvetsmc.org/sc3 |
Turn ons:
self confidence, honesty, good sense of humor. |
Turn offs:
liars and thieves. New turnoff - Chickenshits & Deadbeats!!! If you owe someone something (money) pay them!!!! |
Ideal:
Someone who accepts me for who I am, likes dogs, loves to ride, comfortable on the back of a bike, but has the self confidence to ride her own. Doesn't mind holding hands, kissing or hugging public (PDA). Would never make me choose between her or the club | |
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Activities:
Riding, working on old cars and just about anything outside.
Riding Harleys with my son Street_Bob_Rider.
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Interests:
Bikes and old cars. Spending time with my kids, dogs, family and friends (not always in that order). I'm born and breed a Steelers fan and come Sunday (during football season) it is probably the only time you catch me camped out in front of a TV.
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Favorite Music:
Old rock, some country.
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Favorite TV Shows:
CSI's, History channel, Military channel and UFC.
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Favorite Movies:
Action, westerns.
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Favorite Books:
Military books. Reading a good one now called Shooter
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Favorite Quotes:
Smile, it gives your face something to do and makes people wonder what you are thinking about!!
If you don't want to stand behind our troops, you are welcome to stand in front of them!!!
Try and piss one person off each day, that way you know your day went better than at least one person's!!
Freedom isn't free!!
Bikers Code
It used to be that all bikers shared a common bond, an unspoken code of ethics and behavior that transcended words and was built on actions. There was never a bible written on this Biker's Code and there was no need for such.
But the times are changing and there seems to be a lot of new riders out there. These days the riders you see blasting down the road are just as likely to be clad in shorts and sneakers as jeans and engineer boots. And the roughest, toughest-looking biker you pull up next to could be your doctor or lawyer and may be wearing a Rolex watch under his leathers.
There's nothing wrong with that, so long as these new riders learn the Code just as we old-timers did. Being a biker used to be about using your creativity to take a basket case old hawg and using only grit and ingenuity, turning it into a one-of-a-kind eye dazzler, then risking your life on the asphalt on a bike you made yourself out of pride. Bikers wore leather and grease because they knew cagers would just as soon run them down as look at them.
We were a breed unto ourselves with no union, no support group, and in many cases no family (they threw us out). We had to make it in the world of our own, against all rules, against mainstream society, and against all odds.
We survived and prospered because of the Biker Code and we never took shit from anybody. As an old scooter bro once said, "It's every tramp's job to school the young. How else are they going to know a Panhead from a bed pan?" Take heed, brothers and sisters, for our Code is a hallowed one filled with honor and loyalty, the likes of which have not been since the days of knighthood.
Be kind to women, children and animals, but don't take any bullshit about being a biker. This is an essential part of being a biker. It has to do with respect and honor. Anyone can be a quick-tempered fool. Be cool, stand tall and proud. Stand behind what you say with action.
Never lie, cheat or steal, always tell the truth. Bikers are always the greasy bad guys in the movies, but every real biker knows that his word is his bond. Your word is all you have in life that is truly yours. Guard it carefully and be something noble, for you are a true knight of the road.
If you see a wrong, fight it yourself, if you are about anything. You'll take care of problems yourself, find solutions.
Don't Whine. Absolutely no one likes or respects a whiner. Another way to think of it is, "Don't sweat the small stuff" Most of life's little inconveniences work themselves out whether you whine or not. Keep your chin up, you're a biker, not some lowly snail.
Never say die and never give up. Whether it's in a fight, a debate, or a business deal, no matter how bad it gets a biker never gives up.
Help others. When a brother or sister is broken down by the side of the road, always stop and help them. Even moral support, if that is all you can give, is better than riding on by. Remember life is about the journey, the ride, not getting there. You already are there. And don't just help bikers stop for anyone broken down, show the world that we are better than our image portrays us. Courtesy costs you nothing and gives you everything.
Stick to your guns. Do what you say you'll do, be there when you say you will. This is called integrity. This also goes back to standing for something. Like the song says, "You've got to stand for something or you'll fall for anything."
Life is not a drill, this isn't a dress rehearsal. This is life -- go out and take big bites of it. You've got no time to lose and bikers don't stand around waiting for the party to come to them they make the party. You only go around once. Tomorrow you could be road kill, thanks to a snowbird asleep at the wheel of his Caddy. Live life now, make the most of each moment.
All right, now let's review. You are a biker, a modern-day knight of the road. Protect the weak, walk tall and stand proud. Your word is your bond. Stick to your guns. Don't take any shit. Life is not a drill. Now go forth and ride. When in doubt, ride. That's what we do...ride. If you want to ride around in a Day-Glo Hawaiian shirt and sandals, go for it, but if you intend to look like an idiot, at least don't act like an idiot. These commandments are just a few of the broad strokes, there is a lot more to being a biker than buying a bike. If you just buy a bike, you are a motorcyclist. Being a biker is a way of life, a proud way of life we hold in high regard with a burning passion for the open highway.
Favorite Quotes: "A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made payable to "The United States of America " for an amount of "up to and including my life." That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer understand it." ~Author Unknown~
"Only the dead know the end of war." -Homer-
Who Cares If a Marine Dies
Who cares if a Marine dies Take a man and put him alone, Put him twelve thousand miles from home. Empty his heart of all but blood, Make him live in sand, in mud. This is the life I have to live, This the soul to God I give. You have your parties and drink your beer, While young men are dying over here. Plant your signs on the White House lawn;"Lets get out of Iraq" Use your signs and have your fun, Then refuse to use a gun. There's nothing else for you to do, Then I'm supposed to die for you? There is one thing that you should know; And that's where I think you should go! I'm already here and it's too late. I've traded all my love for all this hate. I'll hate you till the day I die. You made me hear my buddy cry. I saw his leg and his blood shed, Then I heard them say, "This one's dead". It was a large price for him to pay, To let you live another day. He had the guts to fight and die, To keep the freedom you live by. By his dying, your life he buys, But who cares if a Marine dies!
Behind fear and pain is wisdom, work through the fear and pain - - but remember the wisdom!!!
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About Me:
Joined the Marines at 17 & spent almost 23 years of my life in serving my country. I have shed sweat and blood for this country; buried friends that have given the ultimate sacrifice for this country so don't bad mouth it me!!! Love to ride, have been know to take off for days without really knowing where I am going. I am pretty easy going (although the younger Marines under me would disagree). I can be an ass when it is needed. Some say I have a sick sense of humor, guess you would have to meet me and judge for yourself. Not quick to trust, but once you earn my trust I will back you to the end.
Update: Just wanted to add this so people know from the get go. I am still good friends with my EX, we spent over half our lives together. The marriage ended, but the friendship didn't. Seems some people (women) cannot handle that. We are friends and no we don't do booty calls on each other. If you want to know more you will have to ask, but don't judge without getting all the information first!!
Updated 29Jan08: I wanted to take a moment to let all of you know that after 22 years as an active duty Marine I will be hanging up the uniform in July 2008.
After 22 years I have made many friends, some have been around longer than others and some are newer. Never the less, you all mean something to me and my family.
This decision was not made lightly or foolishly. It has been many months of personal soul searching (which was hard for someone without one). Certain events have happened recently in my life that made this decision easier than I thought it would be.
As for the future, well I will be attending the Motorcycle Mechanics Institute in Orlando, FL to become a certified Harley Davidson mechanic.
On a closing note remember we are only guaranteed yesterday, nobody is promised tomorrow.
Semper Fi!! MSgt John C. Spencer, Jr.
SUPPORT YOUR TROOPS SLEEP WITH A MARINE!!
THEY PAID THE ULTIMATE SACRIFICE THEY WILL BE MISSED
Sgt. Chad Allen (1981-2007) We love you. You will be missed dearly by many. I will always be thankful to you for introducing Steven to my sister. Rest in peace Devil Dog!!
Lance Cpl. William “Billy” D. Spencer 1986 - Dec. 28, 2006 Awarded Silver Star August 27, 2008
LtCol Jeffery "Hap" Arnold.
Petty Officer Second Class (SEAL) Michael Anthony Monsoor April 5, 1981 – Sept. 29, 2006 Awarded Medal of Honor April 8th, 2008
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2003 Harley-Davidson Dyna Wide Glide Tach, Mukuni carb, K&N air filter, Hard Krome exhaust, custom seat. Purchased an OEM two up seat and larger sissy bar and back rest for the long rides. Have throw over saddle bags and detachable windshield too.
18 Dec 07 - Upgraded rear turn signals to Kuryakyn small silver bullets and added Boss Bags #31's. |
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