Screw You. Hahahahahahaha.
We don't care about you, or anybody else. We can be as loud and obnoxious as we want, any time we want.
We don't care if we drown out your conversation or your TV program or the music you're listening to.
We don't care if we wake you in the middle of the night.
We don't care if we frighten your children or alarm your pets.
We don't care if you can't think straight or relax when we're around.
We don't even care if we're so loud that we risk damage to your hearing.
When there are a lot of us around, we can be disruptive to anything that goes on around us. We might even screw up your business. But we don't care.
See, It's all about us.
We think it's cool to be loud and annoying. This is how we get off. (Well, that and the 750 pound steel vibrator between our legs.)
Basic human courtesy is bullshit. Consideration for others is bullshit. The only thing that's not bullshit is us.
Maybe our father's didn't pay attention to us when we were kids. Maybe the other kids beat the crap out of us in school. Or maybe we were just so dumb or uncoordinated that we couldn't keep up with either the brains or the jocks. So now we're the misfits and the less people like us, the better.
It's all about compensation, my friend, my friend. And payback.
Sometimes we'll offer some lame-ass appeal that we HAVE to be loud for safety purposes. But everyone knows it's just a bullshit attempt to try to cover over the fact that we're insecure and this is the only way we can feed our own scrawny, miserable egos.
And have you noticed that we go out of our way to look like a bunch of ugly, dirty, slobby bastards, too? That's part of our image. Hopefully, it offends you.
So if you don't like us, well.... SCREW YOU. We're GLAD you don't like us. We don't like ourselves, either.
Sincerely,
The ridiculously loud motorcycle/chopper riders of America.
We don't care if we drown out your conversation or your TV program or the music you're listening to.
We don't care if we wake you in the middle of the night.
We don't care if we frighten your children or alarm your pets.
We don't care if you can't think straight or relax when we're around.
We don't even care if we're so loud that we risk damage to your hearing.
When there are a lot of us around, we can be disruptive to anything that goes on around us. We might even screw up your business. But we don't care.
See, It's all about us.
We think it's cool to be loud and annoying. This is how we get off. (Well, that and the 750 pound steel vibrator between our legs.)
Basic human courtesy is bullshit. Consideration for others is bullshit. The only thing that's not bullshit is us.
Maybe our father's didn't pay attention to us when we were kids. Maybe the other kids beat the crap out of us in school. Or maybe we were just so dumb or uncoordinated that we couldn't keep up with either the brains or the jocks. So now we're the misfits and the less people like us, the better.
It's all about compensation, my friend, my friend. And payback.
Sometimes we'll offer some lame-ass appeal that we HAVE to be loud for safety purposes. But everyone knows it's just a bullshit attempt to try to cover over the fact that we're insecure and this is the only way we can feed our own scrawny, miserable egos.
And have you noticed that we go out of our way to look like a bunch of ugly, dirty, slobby bastards, too? That's part of our image. Hopefully, it offends you.
So if you don't like us, well.... SCREW YOU. We're GLAD you don't like us. We don't like ourselves, either.
Sincerely,
The ridiculously loud motorcycle/chopper riders of America.
posted by Soundsurfr at 12:18 PM
1 Comments:
A-fucking-Men. Goddammit do I despise fucking bikers. And their leathery rear-ridin' harridans. Fuck 'em all.
And they're all old.
And th' weekend ones who are all orthodontists are even fucking worse. Jesus, let's kill all bikers. Oh, they're assholes.
And dumber'n stumps. And conservative hayseed fuckweeds.
And they wrecked the '60's at Altamont.
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