i can't believe.....

[Nyezhov]

1 hour ago, sillyfool said:

dude where's my car. 

 

a mid 60 year old fellow getting into scuffles and having his *boys* take care of your light work. hahahahah sometimes these stories write themselves. didn't your mother tell you nothing good ever happens after the street lights come on. 

 

are you from hull by any chance ?  

 

all tongue in cheek by the way ????

 

 

As I walked in my lobby at 4am, I reminded myself of the old PoPo adage..."if you arent going to or coming from work, only scumbags are out at 4am."

 

And I will say there were some rough characters out on the streets last night. Including me. 

 

Im from NY/Alaska. Are folks from Hull like those Geordie beasts that fall down on the streets of Newcastle and puke on themselves while fighting? And the blokes are worse as I understand it. Where ya from hansum man?

[FarFlungFalang]

"I can't believe"is what my wife says when I have done what I'm supposed to or haven't done it right which is 100% of the time.Well I think I'm pretty lucky to be alive and 'I can't believe" I haven't even broken a bone and only 4 stitches,2 near the left eye socket and 2 just inside the hairline where my head hit the steering wheel of the Mistubishi work van I put into a wooden 12" power pole overtaking my brother on the way home from work after too many beers on an empty stumoche at the office,moved the pole 4 inches and destroyed the van and walked away until a woman came out of her house and pinned me to the ground to wait for the ambo said she was a nurse.I also ditched cars for a bicycle for several years rarely stopping for lights and hanging onto any vehicle I could get a hold of for free assisted boost along especially in Sydney traffic even trying to hook my finger nails around rivets on the sides of busses.I should have died on Oxford street after a night of chess and bongs with a brother living in Bondi I was riding back to Redfern coming up to an intersection with red lights and about 5-6 cars lined up on the 2 inside lanes but the right lane was clear so I went for that one but just as I reached the cars at the rear of the waiting line the lights changed to green so after a quick calculation I deemed I could gun it in the outside lane and have enough time to cut across the front of the front row of cars to get out of the way.My calculation was perfect but what wasn't perfect was the one and half difference in height between the concrete of the lane I was in and the lane I was aiming for.Missing seeing that difference very nearly brought me in front of the reaper.Travelling at an estimated 50kph I made it to the front of the cars with time to swerve left to get out of the way and next to the gutter so I do the big swerve to the left across no worries now for the big straightening up right swerve and as I and in the middle of this swerve is when I hit the one and a half inches at the perfect time which bounces my front wheel off the concrete about three inches and because there is no longer any resistance the my front wheel becomes a full lock right turn it is in this position that my front wheel connects with the concrete,it is at this point that this happen to fast for me to record anything as the next thing I know is that I'm rolling down Oxford street sitting on the cross bar with my nuts about 1mm from the gooseneck both feet are off the peddles and only might right hand on the handle bars and I'm going straight as an arrow with the cars I had passed about three metres behind me I had a pain in my left thigh where the left handle bar had hit me when the steering was going to flip all the way to the left after hitting the concrete well it hit my leg a the exact moment that the steering was straight which is why I'm alive today.I managed to get my feet back onto the peddles and my left hand back onto the handle bar and eased over to the footpath to get the full taste of adrenaline in my mouth.I was about thirty years old and my riding style became somewhat subdued after that.

I took the same bike to Pakistan and rode from Chiteral to Gilgit and then uo to Kareemabad with 800 grams of hash stashed in the handle bars,seat tube and front tyre and then crossed into China by buss to Kashgar.That was in 1989/90.

[sirineou]

You guys think you had close calls? 

 The other day, I ordered the the BQ Brisket dinner and my Brisket was dry!! but I ate it anyway. I could had shocked to death but lucky for me we had plenty of beer to washed down with . 

  After that I had to re-examine my life choices. Next time I am ordering the smocked chicken.

[Kwasaki]

10 hours ago, sillyfool said:

i have changed many habits over the years to avoid an early demise

Reminds me of friend who lived like that, he said I am healthy and feel good but the damage maybe already done.

[swissie]

Genes, healthy Live-style and all that Jazz: Life remains a game of chance. So said the 97 year old certified Russian Alcoholic in Novosibirsk recently. Bitterly complaining that his non alcoholic brother and vegetarian had to die at the tender age of 81.