I should have started a fight with those bikers!

[truth]

I got yelled out by a guy like Truth. He was a guy who blew his ankle out on a Mountain Bike early season and he was pent up. He was my friend and co-worker.

So some tourist idiot in the Soj Pub (Teton Village) hit me across the head with a beer mug and cut my head open a quarter inch. By the time I made sense of his act (and he was going "come on!" to me) my buddy freight trained him and punched him into a rag doll. He had to punch around the Bouncer, and was still landing them. Insane. By that time my girl (who was still around my arm) was dotting the cut with a napkin.
Instantly...
My Buddy came at me in an insane barrage, "Why didn't you kick his teeth in? WHY! Nobody hits the boyz, NOBODY!" I said, "relax" and watched this ex Army Ranger un-fist his had look at the wad of shirt left by the somebody who hit me with a glass! I went outside looking for him but he was gone.

Later I realized that I felt no emotions during the whole episode. I just watch a wicked battle and yet felt at peace. I felt blessed to have living Angles of no mercy....

Thanks Billy Burnhap, where ever you are.

Ugh...I took a beer mug to the head...repeatedly before I came around and blocked it with my right wrist. This severed the flexor tnedons and an artery. Before I passed out I did get the guy in a headlock and put a bud bottle into his eye. He ran out into the street where my friends and fellow bouncers beat him siully while the Durango cops watched for a few minutes. Then he went off to jail for a few years an agg assualt charges. I got ride in a amby lens with the lights and everyhting. 8 hours later and one vasclualr surgeon flown in from Denver and I was all put back together. Still have the scars on my neck, skull and lip. Was lucky as fvck that I had a baseball cap on as the brim saved my eyes when he kept swinging at me with what was left of the mug.

As I've aged I've learned very few fights are worth the trouble though sometimes my mouth does still get ahead of my brain.

<That was tough...I'm pretty dunk rightn now.<

[Trackhead]

As I've aged I've learned very few fights are worth the trouble though sometimes my mouth does still get ahead of my brain.

Really? I wouldn't have guessed that. Guess we have something in common.

[truth]

Really? I wouldn't have guessed that. Guess we have something in common.

I think we have alot in common. It's probably why we get into so many pissing matches that alwayss revolve arounf some miscommunivcation. Fvck it I'm too drunk fortyping.

[PaSucks]

oh and a sturgis tr to come...Saw this dude named Sonny. The bros he has would toss most of us farther that we can toss a snowball.

Was his last name Barger?

[SkiDork]

Well theres a difference. Although a lot of people like jacked up trucks because they think they look cool, lifted trucks actually serve a purpose, and some people actually use them to go off roading. Harlies, however, serve no purpose whatsoever.

To all the people that said something about how starting fights with biker gangs is stupid cus they'll stab you or whatever, are there even any real biker gangs around any more? I thought they were all lawyers.

Where I live there are.

[DBdude]

I dont have anything against bikers, unless they are obnoxious and overly badass like said here. Apparently two bike gangs got in a gun fight during sturgis this past week. No one was killed,

asd
pity

[SkiDork]

BTW - any gangs I've ever seen out on the road are wearing patches. If they don't have patches they're prolly not a gang.

[smoothious]

Was his last name Barger?

http://www.rapidcityjournal.com/arti...top/news01.txt

And I bet his associates are waiting for a little payback Outlaw style.

[Mrs Roo]

Highjack: I just recovered from a broken wrist from last season. I opted NOT for surgury, it's @ 30% of what it should be. I hear a hand heals stronger after a break but mine feels weeeeek. Anyone ever rebrake shit? How long after? Doing what?

I'll try and answer this one for you, mate, as no docs or Vinman seem to be around. Your wrist will feel weak not because the bone repair is weak but because the muscles around your wrist have become wasted from being in plaster. You need to do some hand and wrist strengthening exercises (cue wanking jokes).

The actual bone repair where the fracture was is unlikely to break again provided the two ends of the break have met and knitted together. They should have checked that before they took your plaster off. There will be extra bone over the fracture site for about 3-6 months after the break.

Exercise suggestions: Exercise hand putty, grip strengtheners, exercise band can all be used. Light hand weights to do some resistance training for the wrist. I'll see if I can find some good programmes on the net and PM them to you.

[bad_roo]

Like so many things, acting like a tough guy biker is often just that - an act.

My brother and I had a run in with some bikers at a junkyard. They were throwing parts around and one of them hit my brother - a guy with a catastrophically short fuse. He booted one of their bikes over and they all just looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

We got into our car and left, whereupon the pack mentality took over and they started chasing us. One pulled level with us and started trying to kick our door mirror off, giving it all the verbal. His old lady is on the back of the Harley shrieking like a slipping fan belt.

So this superannuated hairy greebo is leaning towards the window, making wanker signs when he rides the bike straight into a pedestrian island in the middle of the road. Him and the missus go flying up the road, we just keep on driving, trying not to crash the car laughing.

[snowsprite]

You were definitely the bigger man for not hurling anything at him. Yelling is understandable, but I fear for some people that could in itself lead to escalation. It's just not worth it!

When I was young and stupid, I had a very big mouth (yes, I'm rather quiet and docile in comparison now ). I think I have mentioned this story before but I initiated a pretty nasty huge brawl at a ZZ Top concert by facing off w/ a big burly dude who was fondling my friend's ass.

I spun around and and said something to the effect of "Listen jackass, this is not your whore. Do not touch her. Apologize to her RIGHT NOW!" Well this 6-foot-two behemoth lifted his fist to show what me his form of apology would be like.

In microseconds, about six guys were on top of him punching him silly. Then two more joined the fray, and so on. We decided to run from this twisting mass of violence. It was not pretty.

Anyway, these days I do not condone or recommend any type of confrontation in these situations...verbal or otherwise. People are crazy, life is short & precious, and there is no shame in simply walking away. Yes, this is mom talking.

Sprite

[Mrs Roo]

You were definitely the bigger man for not hurling anything at him. Yelling is understandable, but I fear for some people that could in itself lead to escalation. It's just not worth it!

When I was young and stupid, I had a very big mouth (yes, I'm rather quiet and docile in comparison now ). I think I have mentioned this story before but I initiated a pretty nasty huge brawl at a ZZ Top concert by facing off w/ a big burly dude who was fondling my friend's ass.

I spun around and and said something to the effect of "Listen jackass, this is not your whore. Do not touch her. Apologize to her RIGHT NOW!" Well this 6-foot-two behemoth lifted his fist to show what me his form of apology would be like.

In microseconds, about six guys were on top of him punching him silly. Then two more joined the fray, and so on. We decided to run from this twisting mass of violence. It was not pretty.

Anyway, these days I do not condone or recommend any type of confrontation in these situations...verbal or otherwise. People are crazy, life is short & precious, and there is no shame in simply walking away. Yes, this is mom talking.

Sprite

But Sprite, that strictly is sexual assault. I've done the same thing before, even pushing a guy over a table once (when I was young and heady) as I was so incensed. How DARE he think he can just touch a woman like that.

I've taken cleverer approaches more recently. Some creep grabbed my ass in a busy bar a few months ago. I called my brother over and we follwed this guy around the bar, right on his shoulder. Every time he looked around at us we grinned at him like we had a screw loose. He started getting jumpy and hurried out of there with my brother shouting up the road to him, "that's the last time you touch my sister's arse, pal!".

I doubt if I'd have been brave enough if my bro wasn't there but sometimes it's nice to beat the creeps at their own game. Watching him squirm was peachy!

[snowsprite]

Hahahah! I like that approach, very creative!

Lately I haven't had to fend off any nasties, thank goodness. Maybe because I'm old and saggy now, or perhaps it's that 6'4" 240 lb dude that trails me around most of the time. Likely a combo of both...

I actually only recall one really uncomfortable incident of the 'grabbies' and that was back in college. I was at a party and some creepy guy grabbed me very aggressively and sat me down on his lap. He was freaking me out b/c no matter how I struggled he would not let me go. Then he said "how about a lap dance?" I think my elbow in his face was a good indicator of "Not tonight!" I could hear him screaming "Fuck! Stupid bitch...my lip is bleeding!" all the way down the hall...

Sprite

[bad_roo]

"Say hello to Petey, the sexual harassment panda..."

[Mrs Roo]

Says the self proclaimed 'Office sex pest'!

[flatlander#2]

Was his last name Barger?

Yeah him and wow his dudes are spooky looking. I've been in some bad dude situations but these guys come near you and you know they'd wipe you out in a minute. He's a pretty cool guy, read some of his stuff, interesting.

And real biker gangs? Don't go looking for them, but yes they are very much out there, they live a very different life and they could give two shits about you.

Those guys that did the shooting in Custer didn't smell right. Rumor has it they were some dudes trying to get attention, wearing t's not patched full fledged Angels. It sounded weird for a scrum/hit. The angels were in full visible force to deter anyone thinking they needed to retaliate.

[1080Rider]

C'mon, E - that would have scared his kid more for no reason. The biker did NOT have a right to do that, and had there been a cop around he could have gotten a "fix it" ticket since his muffler was obviously defective. Many municipalities have an allowed decibel level for pipes.

I have ridden motorcycles for most of my life. My pipes are louder than average, since they're aftermarket slip-ons, but that was for performance and clearance, not for loudness.

I have never thought of Harley Riders as badasses. Being in a gang might make you one, but riding a heavy, slow, poorly handling dinosaur of a machine doesn't make anyone cool in my book. HD - the gold watch of the 90's.

100% agree on every point. My bike was pretty damned loud, my pipes rivaled HD aftermarkets for loudness and my dry clutch was almost as loud as my pipes. I was always considerate of others around me when i parked or started up. Yeah it might sound cool to me but others may not think so. This guy was a dick and a half!!!

[rideit]

I was camping a few weeks ago at a very family friendly music festival. So these two shaft-gargling loud pipers decide to start up their machines at 6:30 IN THE FUCKING MORNING, twist throttle for what seemed like an eternity, and do not one, but two complete laps through all four of the camping sections, and peel off down the hill to a breakfast joint. If they had just fired the bikes up at third throttle, no biggie. But they had a purpose to their disturbance. Everyone mentioned what dicks they were all morning.
SO, during the last act, I casually went out to their area, and removed every single schrader valve core on their (three) bikes, pickup truck, and support trailer. No harm done, point made. The next day was Sunday, i have no Idea where they found 12 schrader valves...fuckers.

[Tuckerman]

BTW - any gangs I've ever seen out on the road are wearing patches. If they don't have patches they're prolly not a gang.

Where I live you need to get a ok from the local HAs to wear your patch. So you could be in a biker club but not be able to wear your patch. They have this area pretty locked up with all the "81" supports.

[FREESKIER_FIVE-0]

I have decided im going to spend the rest of my life being a fart nozzle. All my ancestors have been, but im going to take it to a new level. I dont give a fuck.

[HotDiggity]

These guys are my neighbors. They're loud and piss me off occasionally, but I don't ever tell them so.

[flatlander#2]

Your hood is probably quite safe oddly enough. Unless you get drive by action, or bomb. But for the most part, nobody is going to be criming there I'd imagine...
Just watch out for the damn Dept. Homeland employees...

[HotDiggity]

I've been on the block for over a year and never had a problem. Everyone seems chill. The meth business is good...it keeps them grounded.

[flatlander#2]

They have fairly diverse business interests, some even legit. I think more businesses should operate like theirs. Imagine how an Enron situation would have been managed. The perks are sweet, lots of sweet outfits and bikes, chicks, booze, drugs, guns...they are a one stop vice management enterprise.

[fez]

But Sprite, that strictly is sexual assault. I've done the same thing before, even pushing a guy over a table once (when I was young and heady) as I was so incensed. How DARE he think he can just touch a woman like that.

I've taken cleverer approaches more recently. Some creep grabbed my ass in a busy bar a few months ago. I called my brother over and we follwed this guy around the bar, right on his shoulder. Every time he looked around at us we grinned at him like we had a screw loose. He started getting jumpy and hurried out of there with my brother shouting up the road to him, "that's the last time you touch my sister's arse, pal!".

I doubt if I'd have been brave enough if my bro wasn't there but sometimes it's nice to beat the creeps at their own game. Watching him squirm was peachy!

last summer i was drinking with a group of friends, first fishing, then at an outdoor bar, then at the car races. afterward, we decided to go to this dive bar (the hub, in belgrade mt). I was standing at the bar, my wife right behind me. i felt someone tickle my ass. didnt think much of it, my wife was right there. a minute later, i felt somone touch my ass again. i turned around and there was a rather horrified looking guy. i give him a look, he stammers out "I'm sorry i thought you were Christine".

now i am a 6'2, 250# guy. i was drunk as hell at the time, had spent my morning on the river and stank. wearing a visor with my nasty greasy hair sticking straight up. all i could think to say was "then i feel really damn sorry for Christine"