I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the supermarket queue. But, you didn't see me, put an extra £1.00 in the collection plate last Sunday. I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other in the street. But, you didn't see me, playing Santa for the kids. I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, you didn't see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief. I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by. But, you didn't see me, riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window. I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children. But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless. I saw you, stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Charity. I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather jackets and gloves. But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none. I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart. I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family. I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane. I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car. But, you didn't see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me. I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn. I saw you, race down the road in the rain. But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date. I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right. I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But, you didn't see me, leave the road. I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there. I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But, you didn't see me.
I hope this will help people understand the biker community.
If it doesn’t, all I can say is it sucks to be you. I hope you never loose someone that rides.
EVEN IF YOU DON'T LIKE US, RESPECT OUR RIGHTS TO RIDE WHAT WE CHOOSE AND TAKE A FEW EXTRA SECONDS TO BE SURE WE'RE NOT IN 'YOUR' WAY - LIVE TO RIDE ……. RIDE TO LIVE
Some think bikers are mean, Some dressed in leathers and others in jeans. You don't like our patches or the clothes that we wear, You hate our bandannas and you hate our long hair. You don't like our scooters and our loud noisy pipes, You think we're not loyal to the Stars and Stripes. You don't like our patches that are worn on our vests, You think we're so different from all the rest. But the truth is, Mister, we're kind of alike, You drive a car and I ride a bike. You have no tattoos painted on your arm, But we fought side by side in Viet Nam. So the next time your children are running around, Enjoy their freedom, and the fun that they've found. Remember us bikers and all that we do, We feed our lost veterans, we're red white and blue! We bring toys for tots and toys for a smile, By riding our bikes for miles and miles. You see, us bikers have never forgot, Our homeless veterans and our homeless tots. We are loyal to our clubs and true to our bro's, We will always wear black from our heads to our toes. Society once said that long hair was for fags, But you'll never see a biker burning a flag. Now the tattoos and leather you don't understand, Stands for free independence that us bikers demand. Our long hair and patches and bikes with loud pipes, Is a tribute to our freedom, the Stars and the Stripes. So before you make up your mind on just what I might be, Take a look in the mirror and what do you see? The man that you see that is staring right back, Is not too much different from that biker in black!!
taken from tina marie
Turn ons:
real people,people that are honest,faithful.not into bull shit,harley's.
Turn offs:
certain ex's' liars.cheaters.fake people people that put down bikers.i have had all of the above but no more.ALSO PEOPLE WITH NO SENSE OF HUMOR
Ideal:
well i thought i met her but i quess not.so i quess someone who is drama free.limited to or no baggage no drunks or druggies.n someone that is honest n faithful.someone that likes to have fun no matter what we r doing
Favorite Music:
Favorite Quotes: lick it before you stick it'no such thing as to much tongue'set them puppies free.nipples n tits nipples n tits i'm gonna get me some nipples n tits.
About Me: WELL LET ME START BY SAYING IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHATS ON MY PAGE THEN STAY THE HELL OFF IT well my name is tom.i am a 43 yr old white male D/Dfree i have brn hair hazel eyes.iv'e never been married n have no kids.i like to ride my harley n do so every chance i get.i also like going to dinner,the beach,shooting pool.n spending time with that special someone. i am honest n faithful i don't beleave in the cheating thing had it done to me n it sucks.i come to find that nobody is perfect even if they think they are.i'd like to meet someone that is honest n faithful to her man.someone that likes to have fun.ican't stand Drama. I understand we have "stuff" going on in our lives, but don't let it run your life. Leave the past in the past, it's done, time to move on. Dwelling on it just reminds you of it and makes you miserable.
.MY MOM RIP 3-5-33-3-16-03 N MY DAD RIP 8-8-35- 4-18-05 I LOVE N MISS BOTH OF YOU SO MUCH THERES NOT A DAY THAT GOES BY THAT I DON'T THINK OF YOU N I WANT TO THANK YOU BOTH FOR BEING THERE N EVERYTHING YOU HAVE DONE THANK YOU N MAY YOU BOTH REST IN PEACE