| Bubblehead's Stats |
| Views | 1189 |
| Ranking | 5687 of 109481 members |
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| Location: |
Waycross (Redneck Hell), GA |
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| Looking for: |
Friends, riding partners
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Introduction:
IF YOU WANT TO BE A RECTAL THERMOMETER TESTER...On your way home from work, stop at your pharmacy and purchase a rectal thermometer made by Johnson & Johnson. Be sure you get this brand. When you get home, lock your doors, draw the curtains and disconnect the phone so you won't be disturbed. Change into very comfortable clothing, turn on the mood music and sit in your favorite chair. Now...open the package and remove the thermometer and place it on a table or a surface so that it won't get chipped or broken. Then...take out the literature and read it carefully. You'll notice in the small print a statement..."Every Rectal Thermometer made by Johnson & Johnson is personally tested."
THERE'S SOMEONE ELSE WITH A JOB THAT'S MORE OF A PAIN IN THE ASS THAN YOURS!!!
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Turn ons:
Wind in my hair and sun in my face. Confidence and doesn't have an "I'm all that and a bag of chips" attitude. Assertive and goes for it. All that in leathers = Hottie and definately sets off the Schwing-Whoooo Hooooo alarm. |
Turn offs:
Big bugs slammed into my forehead, flat tires, assholes, braggers, wanna be sidewalk commandos, drama queens & kings, whinners, psychos, bad gas, and helmets! |
Ideal:
Freespirited, Independant, Laid Back, Sassy & Classy and has it all together...She "Rocks The World" | |
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Activities:
Ride'n & Dive'n & Picture Take'n
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Interests:
My interests are like a smorgasbord...a little of this and a lot of that.
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Favorite Music:
Bang to Twang and most everything in between.
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Favorite Quotes:
"If I have to explain, you wouldn't understand" "It is what it is" "Oooooooooooooooh & Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
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About Me:
I'm friendly...outgoing...everything from a professional to a certified nut. I work hard, play hard and ride hard. I ride to anywhere just because. I'm all about the journey...not the destination. I am just me...take it or leave it.
IF WAS A HARLEY, I'd trade me in for a newer one. I've got dents and scratches in my finish and my paint job is getting dull. My headlights are out of focus and it's especially hard to see things up close. My traction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skid and bump into things even in the best of weather. My sidewalls are stained with varicose veins. It takes me longer to reach maximum speed. My gas tank holds more fuel than before and my engine burns it inefficiently. That's not the worst of it...Every time I sneeze, cough or sputter...my hose leaks or my exhaust backfires!
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