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I've decided to get off my ass and find my true slot in life. I think I'll give it some serious Thought. |
After hours of practice and pain, I think I'm finally ready. Gonna tool on down to the biker bar where a loot of bikers, hippies, and whores hang out. |
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I've decided to become a baddass biker. Gee, the ways them guys ride around on those bikes, girls haning all over them, drinking and fighting all night all night, scaring the shit out Joe Citizen just by looking at him--farout.I've decided Step One shouldbe to buy a bike. I've never ridden one, but it can't be that tough. got to be a chopper. Tomorrow I'll take a trip dowtown to a used chopper shop. |
Met a hell of a man last night. Dude called Mountain Man. Had a great-lookin' bike.
That is, till I pulled a beautiful slide, right into him. Doctor said my noise will heal but will be a little crooked. But what the hell, it didn't hurt half as much as getting all those teeth set and having my jaw wired together. Biggest fist I've ever seen. Better do some work on my tough image. |
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Looked at a lot o bikes to-day. The guy at the shop kept calling me ''Squid'' for some reason. Bought a Harley-Davidson. Got 12-inch rakes or something like that. Guy at the shop said if it ever fell over I'd need acrane to lift it for me. Smartass. Buddy of mine brought it home in the back of his truck. Didn't want to ride it yet-figured I'd practice a little before I hit the road. |
Beginning to wonder about this biker shit. For some reason, the pigs keep hassling me. I'm a law-abiding citizen. That's what I told them, too, just before I got a billyclub in the crotch. |
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Tried to pick up some snatch tonight. Was going great till I tried to pull a super wheelie. She slid back on the tire and burned her twat off. Boy! Talk about a grass fire. But one thing for sure these fingernails scars across my face make me look even tougher than before. |
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Tried to start it in the garage today. |
It's working! Boy, I can't believe it. Been hanging out at the biker bar and really getting into it. The guys even got one of those nicknames for me. Must be that my reputation for being a superstud got around, because when I walk in they say, ''Here comes that fucker again.'' But a sweller bunch of guys you couldn't meet. For some reason, they're really intrested in me. Ask all kinds of questions where I live, what time I go beddy-bye, etc. Just trying to be friendly, I guess. Any-how, Imade it. I'm in. I'm a badass biker!. |
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Got the cast off my ankle today. |
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Finally got the hang of starting the stupid thing, I think. Didn't realize it was this tough. Tomorrow's the big day. Take the old girl for a spin and ''profile''. Ithink that's what us bikers call it. |
Bought a magazine called ''Easyrider'' today. I guess a lot of outlaws read it. might get some ideas from it. |
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Excuse the writing. I'm using my left hand because I sprainedmy wrist in the fall. Goddam thing was heavy, but I went down with the ship. Took about three hours to get going again but I'm a step closer to being an outlaw. I guess I got to work on my image now. Instead of cringing with fear, the locals just laugded and pointed.
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Letting my hair grow, trying to start a beard, shaved off 400 zits. Jesus,got to be an easier way. Anyhow, I bleached my jeans some and spent three hours rubbing them in dirt and grease. Got a genuine belt and leather vest. Mabye I ought tho shave, my chest too, those three hairs ain't gonna impress anyone. |
Someone stole my bike last night... |
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Rijder17ra - 2003
Diary of a Bad Ass Biker
