GSP? Swilly wabbit, we associated you with George C Scott!

Lol - just so you know I was at a "Red Neck White Trash" themed party. (side note - great theme for a party).

I actually had a situation similar to the hypothetical one in the OP pop up not too long ago. I invited the guys in the pickup to stop and talk about it but they declined. ;)

lol. Also one of my favorite actors. Though he was known for being an old curmudgeon.

Besides, HigherGround was right right, look at those quads. :lol:

I always figured chipcom to be a softie at heart, but one look at him would probably set the rednecks straight.

Chipcom is wussy

Chipcom will force a car off the road (using telepathy) just to get in an altercation:
http://www.bikeforums.net/showthread.php?t=275408

Last idiot who challenged me while I was in bike kit got tossed into the gutter and was taken home by his friends after he messed me and mine. Anyone stupid or drunk enough to mess with someone with a lot of adrenaline built up is asking to get hurt.

No One Messes With The Bike Club!!!1!!

"The first rule of Bike Club: Don't talk about Bike Club..."

http://i.imdb.com/Photos/Ss/0137523/...z_fighicau.jpg

(Someone please photoshop a Giro on him!)

1) I'm glad that my assumption that you were on your way to a costume party was correct. I'm more of a bleeder than a fighter. :D (Thus eliminating myself from being mentioned as a contender in this thread.)

2) I actually had a weird encounter closer to my own posted scenario a few years ago. My sister had gotten married, and my aunt and uncle were able to make it to the wedding. Because of the travel distance, they were the only members of our extended family who were able to attend. A while later, my uncle suddenly passed away due to a heart attack. My sister and I drove to the funeral together. When we entered the funeral home, we saw a cousin who we hadn't seen in a long time; in my case, it had probably been 10 years or more. He told my sister that he was sorry he hadn't made it to her wedding, then looked at me and asked, "So, is this the lucky guy?" :eek: I didn't know if I should laugh or be mortified, but it certainly lightened the mood as much as it could under the circumstances. I felt worse for my cousin because he was really embarrassed, but we laughed about it later.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Ohhhhhhhhh, that brings back sooooooo many memories.

Ah, to reminisce....

http://www.bikeforums.net/showthread...ocp+club+khuon

Exactly. Why fight? Use telepathy.;)

DeputyJones - He's a cop. Always nice to have a cop around as a witness to self-defense.
Cosmoline - He takes his guns to the range by bike. Guns don't do you any good unless you have them with you.
Dr. Pete - In case no one backs off.

Well, now I know that chipcom can fend for himself.... and then some. I'll have him on my fight team any time. glad that incident turned out well for you chipcom
:beer:

I've been trying so hard since then to turn my telepathic powers into something useful...like getting hot blondes in convertibles to stop and invite me on all-expense paid sex escapes to someplace warm where the booze never runs dry. So far, all I have gotten is little old ladies stopping to ask me directions to bingo. :(

Hey, don't knock q-tip lovin' :eek:

that's what you get for "flirting"

try doing it online!

George C. Scott?

"You keep 'em busy. I'll go for help."

well, you're progressing. you start small with rage filled guys, work up to little old ladies asking for directions, and finally to the hot blonds in convertibles. don't worry, I think you're getting there. Keep practicing!


then when you get the hang of it, teach me :D;)

I never thought I'd be picked by so many for the fight team. All the kids who made fun of my nerdy azz in high school would be proud. :D

Three clones of me. Done.

I've got a cap gun and sling shot. Will that help?

Somebody's gotta patch up our dumb a$$es. ;)

Awesome thread,
I'm not much of a fighter, or much of a roadie, but I'm fluent in Redneck. I'll follow along at my usual turtle-like pace, Calm the Rednecks down, then go back to town for my pickup truck to haul the mangled mass of Roadies and Rednecks to the nearest medical help.:rolleyes:


I don't want to be on the team, but I'll ride cleanup.