-> Ode To Waynie..

Hi Oppie from Gayberry.

What [part of sucking the scent of blood out of the  water are
you having difficulty comprehending?????

-> 
-> I've a Bike!  I play in one act.


My play onj you long running.
Five years running.
You runt

Damn keyboard, always screwing up the r instead of the c

-> Sound of sewing machine outside of bar.  It stops.  In walks Waynie.


It going Ring, ding, ding, ding ding than sounding like a can with pepples
bouncing around in it???? Yes?

That is being a 2 stroke and I hate them too.

Dangerous Dan has a 883 Harley Davidon.
Magnafluxed, blueprinted and balanced.
It was RICE too.
Evolution ALUMINUM engine.
883 AKA "half a Harley.
Only 15 thousand in that.
Mikuni carbs and Showa shocks.
Yeah, made in America.
Right.   

-> Waynie:  I'll have a Shirley Temple, bar maid!  Make it a double!

Make it an ice tea, no make it three.
Ice tea. LONG island style.

-> Spider (the bar owner):  Did you say Shirley Temple, pardner?

Spider still a nothing
Mykins the owner.
Sue Mykins deceased
.
-> Waynie:  You've a problem with that?  I can order anything I want!  I'm
a
-> biker!  I've a bike!

I don't want to die, just wanna ride my motorcy.... cle - Arlo Gutherie
 
-> Spider:  You talkin' about that sewin' machine sittin' out front?  The
rice?
-> That the bike you talkin' about?

Spider was a sidwalk commando.
No bike and no drivers license.

-> 
-> Waynie:  You've a problem with that TOO??  Well, I'VE a problem with
your
-> attitude, mister!

Lots of tude here.
Lots of brave keyoboard anonymously safe at a distance there.

-> Spider:  You ain't gonna be a hard case, are you, feller?  Settle down,
have

Evolution Hardley hard har har, aluminum soft and wussie cases.

-> your Shirley Temple and ride your rice on outta here.  Why you limpin'
-> anyway?

You cut off your slawson yet?
Figure out about the cat?
How many lives?


-> Waynie:  I've injuries and a stroke!  I've a damaged spine and mind! 
Di.
-> di.  ho.  pussie.  Ack.  Pffft.

Stealing my lines you unorignal wop

-> Spider:  Did you call me a pussy, pardner?

If spider I most certainly did.
Breeze past knees unobstructed by balls too just like you
and your who who.
 
-> Waynie:  Because I've brain injuries, these things just come out!  And
-> galloping senility!  Ho. di.  I worked for Precisionaire!  I've a spine
-> that's two inches shorter!  Di.  ho.  Whose woods these are I think I
know,

2 1/2 inches shorter stupid.

-> ho, di, ack.  I've an acquaintance in Tampa/St. Pete who knows what a
badass
-> I am.  I issued him a death threat on my computer!  You've something
coming!

Not so much Tampa except Mike's on Nebrasca Avenue.
Not there much either but uit was a sorta spooky place.

You still to stupid to understand the scent of blood was sucked out of the
water.
I played you for YEARS you're such a puss an boots.

-> Spider (to Weasle, the bouncer):  Weasle, get this shit outta my bar.

No weasel I'm aware of.
Outlaws there now however.
Knock yourself out and call them names.
They ride up and you never heard from again.

-> Weasle:  Git up, feller.  Time to hit the road.
-> 
-> Waynie:  I read Candide in one hour!  I've a sister who's a doctor!  
I've

Fuck no.
29 pages first two days then I took off on it and finish it the next.
Slow difficult starter due to dated language but once with the program...

-> respect for Bill Clinton!  AWOL Bush!  Dead GIs!  I've gallloping.....

*Some* respect for Clinton
Eisenhower end Korea ( R)
Truman nuke Japan, end that too.


-> 
-> Weasle:  ...make this easy on yourself, pardner.  Just leave.  Now.

Who the flying farqare is weasel?
You mean Westley???
Knife in back cowardly Westley?
 
-> Waynie:  I've Linux!  I've a brother at the Colorado.....

Wild Bill ( R)
Security clearances.


-> Weasle, grabs Waynie by the shoulders and throws him out the front door:

Not phucking likely.
I spin Westley around a few times however, by the shoulders as you say
but not out the door.
Upside the wall and the cigarette machine.
This is why Westley dterred.
I preempted the knife he intended for me like so many others.

I screwed with him about 1/2 as much as you.
He weasel alright but smart enough not to mess around with me further
after that.


-> Some days I hate this goddam job.  That asshole was drenched in cologne
and
-> now I smell like a French whore on dollar night.  Shit.

Allergies.
Can't wear cologne
cologne for wussies lkike you anyway.
Shower twice a day good enough for me.
You not bathe enough Ross else you not need English Leather. 

-> Sounds of sewing machine winding up in the parking lot.  Weeee, weeeee!
-> Waynie rides off into the sunset, big pink L glowing on the back of his
-> "biker" jacket.
 

Four strokes not sound like sewing machine and TX-650 Yamaha veritcle twinb
sounded exactly like the TR-6 Triumph it was cloned from

It faster than the TR6 but TR6 handled in corners better.

did you ever get the training wheels off of your tricycle
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