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Introduction:
I hate doing these profiles, but I'll do the best I can. I am a 50 year young biker from the greater Cincinnati area. I have a bit of a different view on life. Instead of trying to explain myself, I have posted on my page so you can have a look and figure it out. I like to get out and ride, with no particular destination in mind. I just follow the front wheel and go. I especially like to travel and am planning a long trip next summer, with friends or without, it does not matter. 'Cause I'm still goin'! I do not tolerate any bullshit. I only have one shot at this life and I prefer not to waste any of my time. I got rid of the BS in my life and want to keep it that way. My friends tagged me with the name Troll. Yep! There's a story there.Maybe one day you'll hear it. I am active in motorcycle rights, being an active officer of the Butler County chapter of TRAIN MRO. I worked with the motorcycle charities for a long time, but have since realized that with out the MRO's, the charities could not do their runs and other events. So, I have dedicated myself to working to keep the road free for motorcyclists. For more info on TRAIN you can go to www.trainmro.org or to the Butler County website, trainmro.ldrit.org. If you use the second one, please post the address in your browser bar EXACTLY as you see it here. If you ride on two wheels, be sure you join your local motorcycle rights organization. I quit smoking a year ago (WooHoo) and feel great! i am now working with a personal trainer to get my bod back into some kind of decent shape. At first, it hurt! Alot! but now I look forward to working out, getting the old blood flowing. I enjoy meeting new people and have made some new friends here. But, if you have no picture posted, I do not respond. Male or female. If you don't have a photo posted, in my little cellophane world, you are hiding something and I don't have the time. Also, if you are not within reasonable distance, lets be real, I'll probably never meet ya'. I respond to your e mails and notes but probably won't add ya'. I also am not in this as a popularity contest. I want to know the people on my list. Some will stay and some will go. I have been fortunate enough already to have met some really cool people here. And if ya' don't meet the aforementioned criteria and hit me up for a friend request, I'll know ya' did not read it and you WILL be denied. No offense! If there is no communication between us, I do delete you. I am not into headgames, so don't try them with me. I'll cut ya' loose faster than a carp in a farm pond. I do not have the time or the patience for it. Went thru it for 16 years and I am done with that shit.

I'm just a thorn in your side The disrespect in your eye I can't control myself I'm like a snake in your drain I'm takin' over your brain 'Cause I can't help myself Everytime I turn my head I can hear everything that's said I know they wish I'd go away Hey now, hey now I'm the mutherf**ker of the year Call me the jackyl in heat The blackest cat on the street You better watch yourself A hand grenade with no pin A Razor blade goin' in I'm goin' straight to hell Everytime I turn my head I can hear everything that's said I know they wish I'd go away

Must be getting early, clock are running late. Paint my love a morning sky, it's all cold.
Dawn is breaking everywhere, light a candle, curse the glare Draw the curtains I don't care, but it's alright I will get by, I will survive.
I see you've got your list out, say your piece and kiss off. Guess I get the jist of it, but it's alright Oh well anyway, sorry that you feel that way. Every silver linings got a touch of grey I will get by, I will survive. It's a lesson to me, the ablers and the beggars and the thieves The abc's we all think of, try to win a little love. I know the rent is in arrears, the dog has not been fed in years It's even worse than it appears, but it's alright Cow is giving kerosene, kid can't read at seventeen The words he knows are all obscene, but it's alright I will get by, I will survive. Shoe is on the hand that fits, that's all there really is to it Whistle through your teeth and spit, but it's alright Oh well a touch of gray, kinda suits you anyway, That's all I had to say, but it's alright I will get by, I will survive. It's a lesson to me, the devils and the East and the free The abc's we all must face, try to save a little grace.
Just because some one doesn't love you like you want, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have!

When the road gets dark And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try And have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your backs against the wall Just turn around and you will see I will catch, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me Well, Ive been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return Just for you to have a little faith in me You see time, time is our friend cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up, I will hold you up Your love gives me strength enough So have a little faith in me

God determines who walks into your life. It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.

The only people you need in your life are the ones that prove they need you in theirs.

Catching a yellow-jacket in your shirt at seventy miles per hour can double your vocabulary

There comes a point in your life when realize who matters, who never did, who won't anymore and who always will. So don't worry about the people from your past. There is a reason they did not make it to your future.

VOTE FOR Troll: Everyone concentrates on the problems we're having in this country lately: illegal immigration, hurricane recovery, alligators attackingpeople in Florida ...Not me. I concentrate on solutions for the problems. It's a win-win situation. + Dig a moat the length of the Mexican border. + Send the dirt to New Orleans to raise the level of the levies. + Put the Florida alligators in the moat along the Mexican border. Any other problems you would like for me to solve today ?

Mysterious, blown in with the night All this beauty captured in a frame Visibly shaken, but never stirred Drives them insane I see the way she plays her men And I know I've got to know her name She's so beautifully broken Shaped by the wind Dangerously twisted Here I go again I see the way she cast her spell It's like drowning in moonlight Discards them she's done They're lost in her twilight I watch her move from star to star And I wonder why, why it feels so right She's so beautifully broken You can barely see the flaw Especially from a distance Which is always how I fall Why do I fall for the dangerous ones The ones that never learned to let go And why do I lie to myself And pretend that I can break her When she's already been so Beautifully broken Why do I fall for the dangerous ones The ones that don't know how to let go And why do I lie to myself And pretend that I could break her When she's already been so Beautifully broken Shaped by the wind Dangerously twisted Here I go again


They say your life passes in front of your eyes when you die, so make it worth watching!

The old ones stand out now, their numbers dwindling down. They're a sad loss to the American scene, these individualists with the worn down clothes and faces. You can still see them sometimes, the real ones, some in packs, not as large as a while ago, sometimes alone. The alone one is the best. One who's been there a long time, staying in the life he loves, never giving into a system that sucks you up like a vortex if you slip just one foot into it. He's got his connections - a few like him that care for and protect each other. Hanging onto the only unique lifestyle left, like old dinosaurs, their faces are leathered and rough by forty, but their eyes still sharp and knowing. Some are gray in the beards and braids, some are limp in the step and some pain in the kidneys. Still they know that no other life is life, but merely a dreary journey into everyone else's monotony. He looks at the new ones, then turns away, knowing they will never know of life on the road and of the women who can take it. Wild, loving women who'll hang in with them, because they love it too. A woman with a wild heart and a loyal soul, that's what's needed here. The new ones are shiny and young and a bit too clean. They're born into a system that has an iron grip now. The new one's will never know and couldn't take "the life." I think it's a mystery, even to the old ones, why this life is theirs, but it is, and it's the only one. When the last biker falls, like the dinosaurs, the sun will go down on a breed of heart-of-gold, tough as nails, free spirited men, who even at their worst, love what's theirs and protect it. In a world-wide system that is making all people as alike as manufactured dolls, the earth will be a duller place... When the last biker falls.

If she is stupid enough to walk away, be smart enough to let her!
People are more violently opposed to fur than leather because it is safer to harrass rich women than bikers.
Two-lane blacktop isn't a highway - it's an attitude.

If the ocean were Tequila and I were a duck I'd swim to the bottom and drink my way up! But the oceans not Tequila and I'm not a duck So pass me the bottle and shut the fuck up!

Life may begin at 50, but it doesn't get real interesting until about 110 mph!

My wife and I divorced over religious differences. She thought she was God and I didn't!

I am selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I am out of control and a little hard too handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, you sure as fuck don't deserve me at best.

Biker Wisdom Midnight Bugs taste Best Saddlebags can never hold everything you want, but they CAN hold everything you need. NEVER argue with a woman holding a torque wrench Never try to race an old Geezer, he may have one more gear than you. Home is where your Harley sits still long enough to leave a few drops of oil on the ground. You'll get farther down the road if you learn to use more than two fingers on the front brake. Routine maintenance should never be neglected It takes more love to share the saddle than it does to share the bed. The only good view of a thunderstorm is in your rearview mirror.
Never be afraid to slow down. Only Bikers understand why dogs love to stick their heads out car windows. Harley's don't leak oil; they mark their territory. Never ask a biker for directions if you're in a hurry to get there. Don't ride so late into the night that you sleep through the sunrise. Pie and Coffee are as important as gasoline. Sometimes it takes a whole tank of gas before you can think straight. If you want to get a job, you may have to compromise your principals. You may even have to shave. Riding faster than everyone else only guarantees you'll ride alone. Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of town. Never mistake Horsepower for staying power. A good rider has balance, judgment, and good timing. So does a good lover. A cold hamburger can be reheated quite nicely by placing it in the crotch between the two cylinders. Never do less then Forty miles before breakfast. If you don't ride in the rain-you don't ride. A Harley on the road is worth 2 in the shop. Respect the person who has seen the Dark side of motorcycling and lived. Young riders pick a destination and go... Old riders pick a direction and go. A good wrench will let you watch without charging you for it. Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to stop for the night. Always back your scoot into the curb-and sit where you can see it. Work to ride-Ride to work. Whatever it is, it's better in the wind. Two lane blacktop isn't a highway-it's a mindset. When you look down the road, it seems to never end-but you better believe it does. A biker can smell a party 2500 miles away. Winter is Natures way of telling you to polish. A Harley can't sing on city streets. Keep your bikes in good repair: Riding boots are NOT comfortable for walking. People are like Harleys, each is customized a bit differently. If the bike ain't braking properly, you don't start by rebuilding the engine. Remember to pay as much attention to your partner as you do your carburetor. Sometimes the best communication happens when you're on separate bikes. Well-trained reflexes are quicker than luck. Good coffee should be indistinguishable from 60 weight motor oil. The best alarm clock is sunshine on Chrome. Learn to do counterintuitive things that may someday save your butt. The twisties- not the superslabs- separate the bikers from the squids. When you're riding lead--don't spit. If you really want to know what's going on, watch what's happening at least 5 cars ahead. Don't make a reputation you'll have to live down or run away from later. If the person in the next lane at the stoplight rolls up the window and locks the door, support their view of life by snarling at them. A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2am to drive his pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you when you're broken down. If she changes her oil more than she changes her mind--follow her. If you want to get somewhere before sundown, you can't stop at every tavern. There's something ugly about a NEW Harley on a trailer. Don't lead the pack if you don't know where you're goin'. Sleep with one arm thru the spokes and keep your pants on. Practice wrenching on your own bike. Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don't. Some can't. Beware the biker who says the bike never breaks down. Some bikes run on 99-octane ego. Owning 2 bikes is useful because at least one can be raided for parts at any given time. You'll know she loves you if she offers to let you ride her bike. Don't do it and she'll love you even more. Don't argue with an 18-wheeler. Never be ashamed to unlearn an old habit. Maintenance is as much art as it is science. A good long ride can clear your mind, restore your faith, and use up a lot of gasoline. If the countryside seems boring, stop, get off your bike, and go sit in the ditch long enough to appreciate what was here before the asphalt came. If you can't get it goin' with bungee cords and electricians tape-it's serious. If you ride like there's no tomorrow-there won't be. Bikes parked out front mean good chicken-fried steak inside. If you want to complain about the pace being set by the road captain, you better be prepared to lead the group yourself. Gray-haired bikers don't get that way from pure luck. There are drunken bikers. There are old bikers. There are NO old, drunken bikers. Thin leather looks good in the bar, but it won't save you from "road rash" if you go down. The best modifications cannot be seen from the outside. Always replace the cheapest parts first. You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the breeze. No matter what marquee you ride, it's all the same wind. It takes both pistons and cylinders to make a bike run. One is not more important than the other. Patience is the ability to keep your motor idling when you feel like stripping your gears.

THE BIKER COMMANDMENTS Don't take any shit. Be kind to woman, children and animals, but don't take any bullshit. This is an essential part of being a biker. It has to do with respect and honor. Anyone can be a brash, quick- tempered lout. Be cool, stand tall and backup what you say with action. Never lie, cheat or steal. Another way of saying this is to 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 about something noble, for you are a true knight of the road. Don't snitch. If you see a wrong, fight it yourself. If you are about anything, you'll take care of problems yourself and never feel the need to snitch someone off. Snitches are the lowest life forms on earth, right up there with biker thieves. This rule goes hand in hand with the next one. Don't Snivel. Absolutely no one likes or respects a sniveler. Another way to say this is hold your mud. Still another way to think of it is, "Don't sweat the small stuff." Most of life's little inconveniences work themselves out whether you snivel or not. Keep your chin up, dammit! You're a biker, not some lowly mollusk. 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. That's why you see a lot of wealthy bikers these days, 'cause they don't know how to quit in any element of their lives. In the biker world of rugged individualists, only the strong survive. Help others. When a brother or sister is broken down by the side of the road, stop and help them. Even moral support, it 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, 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. Yeah, this ain't no 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. You only go around once. Tomorrow you could be road kill, thanks to a chain smoker asleep at the wheel of his Caddy. Live life now, make the most of each moment. This is not a drill.

THE BIKERS CREED I ride because it is fun. I ride because I enjoy the freedom I feel from being exposed to the elements, and the vulnerability to the danger that is intrinsic to riding. I do not ride because it is fashionable to do so. I ride my machine, not wear it. My machine is not a symbol of status. It exists simply for me, and me alone. My machine is not a toy. It is an extension of my being, and I will treat it accordingly, with the same respect as I have for myself. I strive to understand the inner-workings of my machine, from the most basic to the most complex. I learn everything I can about my machine, so that I am reliant upon no one but myself for its health and well-being. I strive to constantly better my skill of control over my machine. I will learn it's limits, and use my skill to become one with my machine so that we may keep each other alive. I am the master, it is the servant. Working together in harmony, we will become an invincible team. I do not fear death. I will, however, do all possible to avoid death prematurely. Fear is the enemy, not death. Fear on the highway leads to death, therefore I will not let fear be my master. I will master it. My machines will outlive me. Therefore, they are my legacy. I will care for them for future bikers to cherish as I have cherished them, whoever they may be. I do not ride to gain attention, respect, or fear from those that do NOT ride, nor do I wish to intimidate or annoy them. For those that do not know me, all I wish from them is to ignore me. For those that desire to know me, I will share with them the truth of myself, so that they might understand me and not fear others like me. I will never be the aggressor on the highway. However, should others fuck with me, their aggression will be dealt with in as severe manner as I can cast upon them. I will show respect to other bikers more experienced or knowledgeable than I am. I will learn from them all I can. However, if my respect is not acknowledged or appreciated, it will end. I will not show disrespect to other bikers less experienced or knowledgeable than I am. I will teach them what I can. However, if they show me disrespect, they will be bitch-slapped. It will be my task to mentor new riders, that so desire, into the lifestyle of the biker, so that the breed shall continue. I shall instruct them, as I have been instructed by those before me. I shall preserve and honor traditions of bikers before me, and I will pass them on unaltered. I will not judge other bikers on their choice of machine, their appearance, or their profession. I will judge them only on their conduct as bikers. I am proud of my accomplishments as a biker, though I will not flaunt them to others. If they ask, I will share them. I will stand ready to help any other bikers that truly needs my help. I will never ask another biker to do for me what I can do for myself. I am not a part-time biker. I am a biker when, and where-ever I go. I am proud to be a biker, and hide my chosen lifestyle from no one. I ride because I love freedom, independence, and the movement of the ground beneath me. But most of all, I ride to better understand myself, my machine, the lands in which I ride, and to seek out and know other bikers like myself.

This page is dedicated to all the women who loved me, The losers that managed to lose me, And the lucky ones that get to meet me!

My tattoos will make you bite your lip and want to do dirty things!

Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away!

(Ring Ring) Thank you for calling Troll Enterprises. How may I help you go fuck yourself?

Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting “Holy shit, what a ride!”

The older I get, the faster I was.

Confucious say "Man who walks with hand in pocket feel cocky every day"!

It is better to be hated for what you are than loved for what you are not!

Welcome to shit creek! We are all out of paddles today!

Think about these issues! 1. Cows 2. The Constitution 3. The Ten Commandments C O W S Is it just me, or does anyone else find it amazing that during the mad cow epidemic our government could track a single cow, born in Canada almost three years ago, right to the stall where she slept inthe state of Washington? And, they tracked her calves to their stalls.But they are unable to locate 11 million illegal aliens wandering around our country. Maybe we should give each of them a cow. T H E C O N S T I T U T I O N They keep talking about drafting a Constitution for Iraq ... Why don'twe just give them ours? It was written by a lot of really smart guys, ithas worked for over 200 years, and we're not using it anymore. T H E 10 C O M M A N D M E N T S The real reason that we can't have the Ten Commandments posted ina courthouse is this: You cannot post 'Thou Shalt Not Steal,' 'Thou Shalt Not CommitAdultery,' and 'Thou Shall Not Lie' in a building full of lawyers, judgesand politicians...It creates a hostile work environment. PART OF THE PROBLEM Also, Think about this: If you don't want to forward this for fear of offending someone-- YOU ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM! It is Time for America to Speak up !

You cry, I cry! You Laugh, I laugh! You fall off a cliff, I laugh even harder!

You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over analyzing a situation. Tryin to put the pieces together, justifying what would've, could've happened-or you can just leave the pieces lying on the floor and move the fuck on!
Friends vs. Biker Friends FRIENDS: Never ask for food. BIKER FRIENDS: Always bring the food. FRIENDS: Will say 'hello'. BIKER FRIENDS: Will give you a big hug and a kiss. FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs. BIKER FRIENDS: Call your parents Mom and Dad FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry. BIKER FRIENDS: Cry with you. FRIENDS: Will eat at your dinner table and leave. BIKER FRIENDS: Will spend hours there, talking, laughing, and just being together. FRIENDS: Know a few things about you. BIKER FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you. FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing. BIKER FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds' ass that left you. FRIENDS: Would knock on your door. BIKER FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, 'I'm here!' FRIENDS: will visit you in jail BIKER FRIENDS: will spend the night in jail with you??? FRIENDS: will visit you in the hospital when you're sick BIKER FRIENDS: will cut your grass and clean your house then come spend the night with you in the hospital and cook for you when you come home FRIENDS: have you on speed dial BIKER FRIENDS: have your number memorized FRIENDS: Are for a while. BIKER FRIENDS: Are for life. FRIENDS: Would ignore this. BIKER FRIENDS: Will forward this to all their other Biker Friends Which one are you?

I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward.

My mama always used to tell me: 'If you can't find somethin' to live for, you best find somethin' to die for.

Risk-there are no shortcuts to anyplace worth going!

Cheap perfume, sweet perfume Lonely smell that fills the room Roses in your low-rent tomb A picture made of cheap perfume Sad old rag, sad young hag Clothes that hide the early sag Sequins on a lame bag The sparkles of a sad old rag. Drink up and be happy Live just for today Drown in cheap tequila And flush yourself away. Worn out dream, washed up scheme Blueprint for a death machine Scarred wrists on a movie queen A picture of a worn out dream.


I often regret that I have spoken, never that I have been silent!

If guns kill people then: Pencils misspell words! Cars make people drive drunk! Spoons made Rosie O' Donnell a fat pig! Don't give up your 2nd amendment rights. Stop the hate! Stop Obama!
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Turn ons:
Sun, wind in my hair, general good times.
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Turn offs:
Liars, cheats, wannabees, rubs and various other fakes. I really hate fakes. And RUBS. I hate RUBS. Can spot 'em a mile away. And people who are afraid to post their picture. Just another version of fake. What are you hiding? NO ANSWER IF NO PIC! |
Ideal:
Is there such a thing? I just want to meet some one who isn't a flake and has a few morals. And someone who isn't afraid to post their picture. And let's be real. If you are in Iowa, what are the chances we will ever meet? I mean, come on! | |
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Activities:
Riding on my Road King, reading, movies, working around the homefront.
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Interests:
Music, Bikes, NASCAR, NHRA, NFL
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Favorite Music:
Damn near anything. I am not kidding, I'll listen to anything at least once.
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Favorite TV Shows:
Futurama, South Park, Two and a Half Men, History Channel, Discovery Channel.
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Favorite Movies:
Scarface, Cheech & Chong, Fast Times, Saving Private Ryan, When Harry Met Sally (don't laff), Titan A.E., too many to list.
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Favorite Books:
Stephen King, Tolkien, Tom Clancy, Clive Cussler, Frank Herbert, Asimov, music biographies, Sonny Barger..........
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Favorite Quotes:
Just because some one does not love you the way you want to be loved, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
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About Me:
I grew up riding on motorcycles and riding with bikers. Not these people who call their selves "bikers" today just because they can afford to spend a lot of money. I learned to ride with the guys who worked on their own shit, because they were the ones who built it. I rode with the guys who rode with a club they called family. When you knew that no matter what they were in your corner. That they treated everyone, especially their lady, with respect. They did not have to ride in the front of the pack for respect, they earned it. They could not care less about getting their picture took because the people they cared about already knew and respected them. They worked to help those less fortunate because they cared, not to become accepted in the biking community. Bikers like this are in short supply today, so when you find one, become his friend. Learn from him. Because soon, they will be all gone and all that will be left are the RUBS.
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