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2022 World Superbike Championship Schedule/Calendar
We had a few entries no we had none but Dan's bike is based on the breakout well let's say the same bike nowadays and Trump's bike is based on the VR 1000 it's kind of the same bike but smaller is the SSP bike the super sport and Dan has been racing the super sport bike and he's been placing and everybody's been beating him up and stuff and people don't know why and then it's competing with Trump no but Trump think so as a different bike Company so they're fighting each other it's horrible they're crappy bags and the same family and we're never going to be like that right now Trump is out front Dan has a race after a trump tries to mess him up each time. So far they're placed in all the races and it looks like Trump will be in the next one he's still in the pack there's only one lap left roughly one and a half and it ends pretty quick and probably 10 seconds and erase is almost over he's going across the finish line it's about fourth up from 5th and you have to place in another three in order to win it's a huge thing that he wins feel so tons of Harley Davidsons Max will sell tons of Harley-Davidsons there's a ton of things going on huge huge things going on and it's gigantic and Mac is going to feel the weight cuz these other companies are foreigners building bikes it's going to be gigantic huge so far it's it's very huge and Trump can't keep up with production and nor can Dan and sunset is why don't you join your plants you're such a pain in the ass and said no and said if you do mac'll probably make you Harley-Davidson manufacturers what we're doing is fighting everyone and actually know what he's saying that to everyone it's going to be a huge day I'm so sick of these three nincompoops running around pooping on each other it's nasty doesn't do well as a standalone Dan and Trump suck at it really bad and the sun's not so great at it either but he knows that but he did great compared to nobody cuz he's the only one stuck there but his company the Chicago motor car company and selling tons of bikes already and they're assembling tons of them and the ships have to inspect the loads they have a bunch of bikes they hand over and I can see their bikes in the riding around you said you should do a bike off when you're sitting there doing nothing they say what's the bike off you sound with your bikes and then you have some winners and you win prizes and then you have like a rally it could do like a road rally so like this is enough for me you're getting their tools out it's probably the inspection process so they're going to be okay tons of bikes came into Miami huge lots of parts giant numbers of bikes it's going real fast and Janus too Janus is coming in. Stop it she's got the bird making this noise like she's firing at me now she's laughing it's a huge company for women tons of women are down there buying bikes and sign up to assemble he's got three or four factories open Hera does, he's working on getting too open and not done yet she's belting out bikes already was trying to figure out how she's doing it she says really easy I just put the stuff that you need to assemble it with and I'll let you fit as we go so he's starting to do it.
They're both having fun now they're competing tons of men are going down to buy the bikes including the small ones and to assemble huge factories just came online well two of them not that big they're pretty big it's pretty happy you probably get a scooter finally Jesus fight... Is there a place Chicago motor Company bike on the Chinese motorcycle Company sites I come from China anyways and she's going to do the Janus ones. Huge sales and the guys are loving it he can't be the price of those other ones but they're cheap so he says wow this is great actually making money and it finally making some real money they hung in there and they do it because they did that and because they're established gigantic sales of both
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Not only 5 minutes on the website and we have about 50 million sales tons of people are calling in huge numbers of sales of Jameson Chicago Motor car co. Huge sales. I just it just faked up into the billions and it's going above it it's massive
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Well I guess I should try and get myself something at least a bike somebody somewhere some
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I'm trying very hard to get him something I tried to mail thing and it works a little so I didn't do that when it comes time it's supposed to go to Utah it's not working and Tommy f is heating up New York trying to stop the letter tons of people that fighting over it huge crowds too
Yeah a whole bunch of losses that I come to fruition and the court is cutting checks and people who obstruct the checks are being arrested it's finally happening the blockade is being beaten too people are blasting it all over the place giant giant holes are made and with shipping huge numbers of bikes and cars to the holes as well and you got to keep the hole open so drawers are fighting like hell it's a massive war and they're stopping them from building other ships finally and it really came from China and was his business but really it's the SRS so you thank him for it it's huge and it's going to start things working for him
I've got several lawsuits in mind that's going to help him when is r Terry actually, she's falling down all the time and it works she falls in the hallway face plant and people find her to be disgusting she s**** herself and s*** on the floor she got shot in the head and by Tommy f the guy that employs her and it's his courthouse but he's trying to block the suit because it's his company and she's trying to be forced out by Tommy f. So our friend says the song over to Ken when I think about you I shit myself. And now they played it out loud outside it doesn't feel to be him it's a parade them 24 hours a day cuz they keep doing it same with Tommy f. And the tears rolling down her face when she leaves she stays late because they know that she wants to work you keep telling her she's fired and she's not supposed to be there and they told the authorities today in Port Charlotte Florida they told the sheriff that she doesn't know trespass and it's really he and the sheriff's been watching and when he arrives they're going to arrest her for trespassing. Tell me if laughs because she's s******* herself everybody else's though but we don't tell Tommy f that. Just saying I'm going to get you to our son it was like f*** you you loser you're a f**** he shot you dumb a****** because of what you're doing to me no you shot it because of his reasons you stupid f*** you say that s*** to me you get shot 50 times versus his one no you keep on doing that stupid s*** I wonder what's wrong don't bother me you f****** retard. So she gets off start seeing all the stuff about her son falls over again and s**** herself again so you shouldn't eat so much your pig and the people are complaining there saying she's s******* all over the place Ken calls management and is talking to him as sh's standing there. Then she did this movie thing and she's a little teeny Latino looking girl or Asian or something and she fell and s*** out of the field and he's he's like hugged her anyways and it was Tommy f and she's saying you made this happen to me and I have the stupid dialogue is the only thing you can really do is throw some s*** at him so it reaches down is grabbing some s*** and he's going to no you don't but then it was too late this s*** is already flying and him right in the face he goes now you have to both figure out whose s*** that is and how that happens and it looks it looks like human poop look around they see mack watching. We both gave Chase they got back to the house it started to beat the s*** out of her and she passed out Terry did and even though it's a man and s*** himself it's really funny all day long all week and it just stupid people asking for it it's finally happening it's sort of accept it as people drive to support bikes all over the place all over Earth the driving to sport bikes getting arrested because most of the speed. Then I already had his SSP race and Trump has sbk and they both placed Trump was fourth Dan was about 8th and it's on bikes that are just like the Harleys
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CONFESSION // Mello x Reader
word count : 4016
genre : fluff
a/n : i haven’t gotten over my writer’s block, so yes -- here i am, once again posting old fics from my wattpad account.
Today is the day.
After contemplating about it for a couple of weeks and confiding it to his best pal, Matt, Mello has finally decided to confess his feelings for you tonight, exploiting the situation where you two will normally go riding on the city streets during Friday midnights such as this one.
To say the least, he isn't the best in this kind of thing— love, that is. Before, all he could think about was one thing which was proving that he's better than Near, and besides, no one really piqued his interest. But then the enigma that you are came.
You can be cunningly evil at times if you want to. You'll often say to the ones you've fooled or to the other mafia members, "It's nothing personal, it's just business." You also have a harsh mouth as he would like to describe. Anything that comes out of it may sound derisive or blatant, but it's basically the truth. You don't sugarcoat things— you don't even try to. Although sometimes you seem to make the truth more cruel than it really is, which makes you look too intimidating for the others. They're only thankful that you don't talk very often and only will if you have something conducive to say.
But that's not all that you are. Mello could feel it, so he grew curious of you. Just a mere speck of curiosity, but then it grew. He wanted to talk to you, but then he asked himself what's the point of doing so, thus he disregarded the idea. That's why you developed a friendship with Matt, who you think is really fun to be with, first. Then as your friendship grew, he thought of introducing you to Mello, and that's when it began. To be frank the beginning of your friendship wasn't easy, and to think that friendship only started growing not until you celebrated a year and a half of being with the mafia.
It was a long process, but in the end, it was worth the wait. Day by day he started lowering the walls he barricaded himself with, and same as you. He became really outgoing and deep down truly caring as your friend, like he is with Matt, because after all you two are the only family he has. And— let's not forget his strange addiction with chocolates! And, well, you like it.
You like him.
Mello knows this as well. He knows that his feelings are reciprocated and he's happy with that. But the question is, who's going to make the first move? Certainly not you. Between fighting the devil and confessing your feelings for someone, you'd probably choose the former. You don't seem like the kind of person who will make the first move. He as well is like that.
And that leads us to his acquiescence of doing it instead. Did he have a choice? Well, maybe, if one considers you doing it instead, but that will definitely take several months, or even years, from now. And he can't wait that long! What if you suddenly start to develop feelings for another person? He can't lose you, you that is just in front of his eyes, one step away from him. He needs to grab the opportunity while it still is there.
Because with you, he feels happy and contented. And for the first time he finally feels like he is number one.
And he really is, in your heart.
"Wooh!"
Matt exclaims after slamming the door, causing Mello to jolt upwards from his reverie. "You know I almost got caught by another mem!"
"Is it done?"
"Of course."
"Hm. You sure this suggestion is for the better? You know how scary that woman can be when she's mad. Especially after finding out that her tires have been flattened."
"Didn't you say you wanted something more romantic tonight? So, I thought of flattening her tires so she can't use her own scooter, that way she can ride with you."
"Uh-uh... Is it romantic though?"
"You two will be close enough. And—no perverted thoughts—she gets to wrap her arms around you while riding. If that's not romantic, I literally don't know what is."
"I'm having qualms about this one."
"What? I'm just as clueless as you are when it comes to romance. I'm doing my best here to help you ya know?"
"I know, I know. Sorry."
"It's your fault you fell in love with her." Matt jests, chuckling. But he immediately behaves himself when he sees that deadly glare of his friend. "Hey! I was only kidding! Don't look at me like that, Mels. You're creeping me out."
"Hah. But I guess you're right. My fault. And great— now I'm having more doubts than before and feeling.. tentative."
"The almighty Mello is nervous? Wow. I never thought I'd live to see this day!"
"Say one more word and I'll make sure it's the last you'll ever emit."
"HE-HE-HEY! Now you're just being belligerent. Don't worry. I'm sure you two will come back here as a couple. Swear it on my life. So stop doubting yourself. And just.. don't act awkward and dorky when confessing towards your little devil."
"Just how am I supposed to do that?"
"I don't know. Just don't."
Mello heaves a sigh. "Sometimes I do wonder if you're really the smart Matt they used to talk about back in the orphanage."
Matt only grins. He's about to reply, but then they both hear footsteps—angry footsteps—coming closer.
"Oh, speaking of the devil. Here she comes. In three.. two.. one.."
With that, you kick the door open and look around. You look like you're about to whip someone's ass and the men can almost laugh at your reaction knowing the reason behind it. You give them a steely look when they unknowingly start to curve their lips to a grin. They quickly change their reaction.
"This has gotta be one of the worse days of my life!" You exclaim as you slump on the sofa beside Mello. "I can't go with you. I've got a flat tire, and I have no idea why. Someone must've done it.."
"Who would do such a terrible thing? Especially to you, the devil no one else even bothers to approach?" Mello momentarily glances at Matt before taking a bite of his chocolate, which you then steals from his grip. "But don't worry, I gotcha. You can ride me... with me I mean! You can ride with me, NOT RIDE ME—good Lord I'm sorry."
'Aha, and there goes Matt's reminder that I shouldn't act awkward.' He looks away with a blush.
"I think [Y/N] is okay with either of that—"
You raise an eyebrow at Matt. "Oh, you mean you Mathematics. You can ride him all you want so don't be shy and put my name in your shoes."
"That's not—!"
"—ANYWAYS, Willy Wonka, you sure you okay with me riding with you? You won't mind?"
"Jesus, stop calling me that! And yes. You're my friend so I won't mind."
"Thanks mate!" To his surprise, you hug him from the side. And you are hugging him a little too much. "You know I've always wanted to ride your motor. It looks cooler than mine."
"Ah.. well— you're squeezing me a bit too much.. don't you think?"
You pull away and snicker. "Sorry. You're like a marshmallow that I just want to squeeze sometimes."
"EHEM. Pardon me, will you? I need to go to the restroom."
Matt stands up, thinking that his job here as cupid is done—or not quite yet. He has one last plan in mind. And even he isn't sure that that plan is going to make things better or worse.
"Enjoy taking another dump!" You shout as he leaves the room, making sure to lock it. Now you and Mello are completely alone, facing one another in utter silence. And it's too silent that you can hear some of the other mafia members arguing in a distant room. You can even hear someone moaning. Mello can hear it too.
You both give each other a look that only you two can understand.
"Oof. Must be nice. Err, so anyways," you start. "The usual place tonight?" And by that you mean stopping by to go atop a dilapidated building in a forsaken road to stargaze with him for ten minutes. You two make sure to always include going there to find tranquility in the stars and with each other. It temporarily removes all the problems and worries you have.
With Mello ruefully shaking his head, you frown. He puts an arm over your shoulder and nods reassuringly instead. You hide a smile.
"We can do that next week or earlier if we're not too preoccupied so don't be so glum. I'll be taking you somewhere new. I'm sure you'll like it."
"I hope so. Otherwise I'm gonna kick your ass."
"You'll be the one getting your ass kicked it if you don't give me back my chocolate right now."
"But I need chocolate too! Chocolate makes you happy. So I need it, 'kay?!"
"As far as I know that chocolate is mine and not yours???"
"But I'm your friend aren't I? You still have a lot of stock in there I'm sure."
"I'm running out of chocolates so give it back you little demon."
He hastily maneuvers before you can even stand up and try running away. He seizes your wrists and places your arms behind your back to prevent you from moving. Since you two are facing each other instead of him being behind you, the position is rather awkward. The proximity of your faces makes both of you blush and in an instance he backs away. You cackle in triumph as to his dismay of not getting his chocolate back.
You look at your wristwatch before taking a bite of the sweet. "Well Marsh-Mello, what are we waiting for? Let's hit the road! I'm already bored." You hold his hand the moment he stands up and you two run outside.
Mello throws the helmet to you which almost hit your face, earning an irked look from you. He then starts the engine as you wear your helmet.
When he starts to move just before you can take a seat, you panic. Of course he only wants to toy with you. He stops at a corner and waits for you, who's running and ready to smash his face. You pant as you finally reach him.
"You little bastard! Why'd you have to make me suffer?"
"Why shouldn't I?"
"You groan and then sit behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist. The closeness of your bodies make you both blush. He makes sure you're all set before once again driving in a high speed that made you hug him tighter. You've always known that he drives this fast, but to experience it yourself? It feels like your skin is being blown away and seperated from your bones.
"W-Would you mind slowing down, just a bit?"
"Come on [Y/N], that's not fun."
"So you call this fun? You're gonna kill us both. I'm too beautiful to die right now!"
"Tsk. You're no fun." You're about to make a rebuttal but he slows down reluctantly and matches the speed you will normally drive at. You sigh in relief and absently rests your chin on his right shoulder, looking at the stores, buildings, and a few people walking on the sidewalk which you are hastily passing by. On your left you see numbered vehicles and a few more buildings.
You're enjoying the ride, however, you hear the tire from behind pop. That is already bad, and worse comes when the front one pops too. He goes to the side before halting.
"Shit! Just our luck!"
"Haha seems like you and I share the same fate, huh? Goals."
Mello sighs as a realization dawns him.
'Matt.. you little shit.'
"Whadda we do now?" You worriedly ask.
"We're still halfway to the place I'm taking you and this happens.. I suppose I can just park this somewhere. You wouldn't mind walking, would you?"
"Sounds fine with me then."
He nods and parks the motor beside a bicycle and a car in front of a store, placing a tracker in it just in case it gets stolen. But if it ever does, he can just get another one. Legally or not. Doesn't matter.
In silence, you and Mello start walking side by side. Arriving upon a city bridge you can't help but stare at the river. The limit to what you can see on its side is a lively city despite the hour, with skyscrapers and billboard signs lit up. You can hear the occasional, distant sounds of car engines.
You avert your gaze back in the front, meeting chatty people on your way who are walking opposite to you and Mello. You realize that they're mostly couples who are matching clothes and openly talking, not caring if they're to be heard by others. Mello also notices, and not only that but the way you two undeniably look like one. Without any intentions, your clothes match. Not that it's a big deal since everyday you two wear black, but because of your surroundings, he might as well seize the opportunity.
Beaming from ear to ear, he holds your hand and intertwines your fingers together. You're confused, but at the same time liking it, a blush creeping on your face.
"Don't mind if I do. We don't wanna look like a couple who can't bear with each other after some kind of quarrel, do we?"
"But we're not a couple."
"No, not yet."
You stop and raise an eyebrow.
"Oop. Did I say that out loud? My bad."
He cheekily grins. It's only a joke, you think, but at the same time you wish that he's not joking—which he really isn't.
"Hey, how long are we going to walk?"
"Why? Are your feet giving up already? Want a piggyback?"
You completely turn red. He smiles at that.
"Nah.. I—"
"Don't waste the opportunity. I might change my mind later."
"I don't care. This is enough."
You squeeze his hand tightly—too tight that he swears he feel his phalanges breaking—but unexpectedly, he just moans. And people look at the two of you.
"The fuck was that?!? I didn't know you were some kind of masochist!"
"DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO SAY IT OUT LOUD?"
"AHA so you do admit being a masochist!!"
"WHAT? NO! I'M NOT!"
"Why so defensive now?"
"Because people are hearing you???"
"Let them! HAHAHAHA! MY BOYFRIEND IS A MASOCHIST! ISN'T THAT CUTE??"
But after realizing what you just said, you stop and gnaw your lower lip.
"Oh earth swallow me right now.. Sorry! God I'm embarrassed. You're not my boyfriend—"
"Didn't I tell you? Not yet."
You punch his shoulder playfully. "Stop joking around! I might actually believe you ya know?"
"Who said I was joking?"
"..Of course you are—"
"—OH, here we are!"
He diverts the topic, leaving you to slightly pout to yourself as he turns left to an unoccupied and dark area, pulling you to the railing where you two halt and see the perfect angle to view the city and the river from. The water and its light ripples glimmer under the moonlight as the brisk wind hits your skin, making you slightly shiver. Mello notices this and takes off his jacket, insisting you should wear it instead. You don't argue.
"Mello, this is.. magnificent. And a nice spot to stargaze as well! It's pretty wherever I lay my eyes on."
"Except behind us, maybe. You don't like trees that much."
You cackle. "They give me the creeps, especially during night. But at least we don't have to face that way, do we?"
He shakes his head as he laughs, inclining himself closer to you. He places his hands just beside yours on the railing, looking up and then looking at you, who's still busy admiring the sky.
He can't help but smile admiring you in your adorable placidity.
"The stars are pretty tonight." You say as you notice him looking at you in your peripheral vision.
"You always say that. They're always pretty. Sparkly."
"Mesmerizing to look at." You add. He nods, still staring at you.
"That's why I love the stars.."
"Uh huh. And chocolate." You grin.
"And you."
You stand flabbergasted, daring not to look at him directly. Your heart feels like it's about to jolt out of your chest. Your fingers begin to tremble on their own as you feel something intangible whirling inside your stomach. You know what it is—and he's making your heart flutter. But you can't trust this feeling as you aren't even sure if he's joking or not. And if he is, you kinda hate it. You want it to be real.
"Aye, don't flirt with me. That's so not you." You snap, rolling your eyes.
It doesn't take him too long to perceive what's on your mind. He taps your shoulder before sitting on the railing, inviting you to join him. You're a little hesitant for the fear of falling to the water. And when it comes to this kind of thing, you don't trust Mello. You're sure he'll eventually push you. The number of times he had done this to you in some places before is something you can't even count anymore.
"C'mon [Y/N]. Don't be scared. I won't push you. Or if I do, you're free to drag me as well."
"Tch. So you do intend to push me." Nevertheless, you sit beside him and grip the bars tightly with your clammy palms. Luckily the concrete extends six inches after the railing.
Mello feels like you two aren't physically close enough, and he thinks it's not 'romantic' enough, so he slides even closer to you until his palm is already above your hand and your shoulders bump.
"Oh, no. You keep your distance, Mr. Wonka."
"It's not like we're having social distancing here you know?"
"You're too close."
"And I'm going to get even closer.."
He whispers, his hot breath tickling the side of your neck. You sigh and face him, and your noses bump. You urgently back away and you almost slip if not for him.
"What's gotten into your system for you to act so flirty all of a sudden?"
"You."
"MELLO!! I'm damn serious. Like, all the jests can wait but for now, just.. don't flirt with me. I'm in no mood."
"Aww, trying to shoo me away huh? After stealing my heart and my chocolates, here you are suddenly breaking my poor, poor heart."
"One more attempt and I'm going to drown you."
"Heeeeeeey. Don't be so vicious now." He softly bumps your shoulder with his. You only click your tongue in annoyance.
"Seriously. Stop messing with me. I hate you."
"No you don't. I'm not messing with you. I'm serious—"
"Tch. Serious my ass."
"..You don't have one—"
"See? You little fucktard. You keep on messing with me. So just stop flirting with me. I swear I'll kill you if you continue."
"Whaaat? Seriously, I'm not messing with you. You gotta—"
"Mels, no, no, no. You can poke fun of me, push me off right now or anything but just don't flirt with me. You're a bastard for torturing my feelings. That's not cool at all. Damn it," you spat. He keep his silence, his mouth starting to gape.
"Don't make me assume things because I really, really, really like you!"
The words pour out unbidden. Your voice resonates and immediately you shut up and look down with a furious blush.
'That's it, congratulations for possibly ruining your friendship.' You think as you bite your lower lip.
Your blush vanishes as the fluttering feeling in your chest does, being replaced with instant regret, as if your heart has dropped to your stomach.
The look of surprise in his face turns to a cheeky grin. With much glee, he chuckles.
"I've always known this devil is a pure softie inside..."
"M-Mello.."
You are about to tear up, but then he says, "Do you know what you just did? You ruined my plans, [Y/N]! But I suppose I can forgive you for that."
"What?? Plan?? Damn you, damn you, damn you! I knew you were up to no good! Damn it, Mello! Pretend this night never existed. I'm outta here—"
"No no, it's not what you think. 'I like you' was supposed to be my line, not yours!" He can't help but burst out laughing, leaving you momentarily dazed, but then when you realize what he possibly meant by that, it's as if your heart has come back to life. Your face turns red.
"I was going to confess to you tonight, but it looks like the tables had turned. You are a.. partypooper! Do you know how many times I've practice saying that in front of Matt, just to end up with you saying it instead of me? Unbelievable!"
He wheezes, catches his breath, then looks at you. "And look, I'm not complaining, alright? Haha.. but the way things turn out to be in the end is just so.. whimsical. But I'm gonna say it anyway: I like you. I like you a lot."
You scrutinize his facial expression just to be sure that he's serious, and you confirm he truly is. He's absently smiling, and just from staring at you is the reason. Rapture dances in his eyes. He looks genuinely happy and candid at the moment. And here you are left speechless, only staring at him as a sheepish smile slowly invades your face.
You almost lose your grip on the railing when he briefly kisses your cheek. And again, nothing comes out of your mouth.
"Do I also need to say that I wanna be your boyfriend? Because, isn't it obvious?"
"Mello..."
"No pressure, [Y/N]. If we both like each other but you're not yet ready for a relationship, I understand and I can wait."
"Well.." You hide your face on his shoulder because you feel like the longer you stare at him, the more probable it is that you'll faint. "Uhm.. Err... Have you ever been.. in a relationship?"
"No, not really. You will be my first one. If you accept."
You smile. "Well, same as you here."
"Really? I thought you already had a partner or two before."
"I had no time to be in love. Add that some of the people I was acquainted with sucked, and the kind ones.. well, let's just say that they seemed to be missing something.. something that, I suppose, only you have. And.. it will really make me happy if you are to be my first," you lift your head up to meet his eyes. "So I accept."
"You serious?? Right here?? Right now??"
"Need I repeat myself, partner-in-crime?"
"Haha! Course not!"
You peck his cheek as your warm smile broadens. You then rest your head on his shoulder, your eyes never leaving the distant city as he wraps an arm around your waist, meticulous so that you two wouldn't slip from the railing and fall down.
"I think it's safe to assume now that you're the one behind flattening my tires. And just so I can ride with you. You're a cunning man, so I suppose you also did something with your own scooter just so we could walk together, like couples in movies. Haha I never thought you'd think something like that!"
"It was Matt's idea. Swear. He thought it was more romantic that way. And he's probably the one who rigged my scooter. He really can be a huge pain in the ass sometimes."
"Like you are."
"Aw come on. Take that back you little demon!"
"Noooopeeeee! Pfahahaha— AAAA SHIT!"
And with that, you both plunge into the frigid water with a loud splash.
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S13 + Texts From Last Night 2
Denali: brb. these milfs are squabbling over me and one of them offered to pay my tuition
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Rosé: you know how fear has a smell? turns out shame has a smell too. it’s pina colada flavored anal grease
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Olivia: she gave me a ride on the back of her motor scooter and i swooned so hard
Denali: omg it’s like all of your grease 2 fantasies come true im so happy for you
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Mik: if the multiverse is real, would you screw yourself? id screw myself
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Rosé: my sister and her gf showed up at my door with no pants on at 4am claiming it was too hot
Olivia: tell jan i said hi :)
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Mik: jesus better clutch the motherfucking wheel then
Symone: im not putting my trust in jesus! im putting my trust in you!
Mik: that’s on you then
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Rosé: i don’t wanna be 33 that’s when jesus died
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Kahmora: how drunk was utica?
Denali: she said cowgirls can pee standing up and proceeded to pull up her dress and drop her underwear
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North Goa | Places to Visit in North Goa
North Goa | Places to Visit in North Goa
We had been postponing the North Goa trip for some reason or the other long enough. In our last semester we knew that if we didn’t go this time, it isn’t going to happen for us! So, finally, in a group of five, we decided to elope to Goa for the weekend and started with North Goa.
We flew for a three-day trip, packed our bags in less than an hour and left for the North Goa journey and Places to Visit in North Goa.
Scenic beaches, thrilling water-sports, partying spots, and architectural landmarks make North Goa the best traveller’s delight. Let us now Explore some Places to visit in North Goa.
Sinquerim Beach
If you a sports lover, Sinquerim beach is all for you. At the first day of our trip to Goa, we went to Sinquerim beach, North goa for trying a few cool water sports.
We took a banana boat ride and jet skies and spent the rest of the day dipping in the water.
Activities :- Scuba Diving , Windsurfing , Water Skiing , Dolphin Sighting trips , Jet skiing , Swimming , and Paragliding.
Anjuna beach
It is clean and tidy, and you would find mostly foreign and newly married couple enjoying Cool water sports there. It is also one of the best honeymoon destinations in winter in India.
Activities :- Scuba Diving , Snorkeling , Windsurfing , Parasailing , Water skiing , Banana ride , Water Scooter , Dolphin Sighting.
Calangute Beach
To reach Calangute beach we booked a two-tier bus and reached Panjim at 11.00 AM. It took us 40 mins to reach.
We spent that day chilling at the beach and eating Goan food in Goa at one of the beach shacks. While crabs, prawns, lobsters and all kinds of fish are a quintessential part of Goan Food in Goa, that you should try for sure in your goa trip.
Activities :- Speed boat rides , Parasailing , Jet skiing , Water surfing , Banana ride.
Fort Aguada
Fort Aguada presents a majestic sight. It has considered the most iconic forts in Goa. Today, this fort has become a most mesmerizes place as the best a honeymoon sight in India with a spellbinding view of the Arabian Sea. And the presence of a secret passageway inside the fort adds to its charm.
Location :- Candolim
Visiting hours: 9:30 AM – 6:00 PM , Every day
Vagator Beach
Vagator Beach is approximately 21 km far from Panajim , by road there are many buses and taxi stand that will drop you at beach till now. November to March is the right time to visit the Beach because at this time in Goa the temperature did not go below 15 to 17 degrees. So , It would be nice to go this time. Vagator beach very hot during summer , you will not be able to enjoy the beach at this time. Vagator Beach is beautiful in itself.
Activities :- Jet skiing , Parasailing , Dolphin Watching , Bumper Ride and Road ride.
This is some place name when you go to Vagator Beach , then definitely go here.
Chapora Fort aka Dil Chahta Hai Fort
This place always stays in every traveller’s list, if you are visiting Goa. This fort featured in the Bollywood movie Dil Chahta Hai, and after that, it has become a favourite place for friends and the fort is now known as a Dil Chata hai fort Aguada Goa. Chapora Fort (Dil Chahta Hai Fort) was built by Muslim ruler Adil Shah above the Chapora River in Bardez.
Location :- Chapora
Visiting hours :- 9:30 AM to 5:30 PM , Every day
Alex’s Church
St. Alex’s Church is only a short distance from Vagator Beach , In the popular tourist mecca of Calangute , this famous Pristine White Church is the only church in Goa that can boast its Indian style architecture consisting of ‘ cupola falsa’ .
Morjim Beach
Morjim Beach is the most beautiful beach in Goa because from here the changing sky and the setting sun looks very beautiful . This place is also very good for relaxation .
Ozran Beach
Ozran Beach is also called a small Vagator Beach. This Beach framed with gentle rocky and green hills. This Beach is not too crowded beach , But one can relax and spend entire day with food and drink to the heart’s content.
Casino pride
At the last day of our trip, we went to Casino pride Goa. Casino pride Goa images are still alive in our memories boasts with bewitching ambience, highlighted with golden-hued embellishments, the barbeque counter, bars, and restaurants inside this casino, was way too much than our expectations. Casino pride North Goa images are worth to freeze in memories and in-camera. It is one of the best places to visit in Goa.
Location :- Captain of Ports Jetty , Panaji
Entry fee :- Monday to Thursday – Rs 1500 per adult ( with Rs 500 worth coupon )
Friday to Sunday – Rs 2000 per adult ( with Rs 1000 worth coupon )
Include alcoholic drinks and unlimited buffet.
Baga Beach
Baga Beach is the most popular beach in North Goa , which attracts thousands of tourists and water sports lovers to its heart. Its shares its coastal line from the environs of Sinquerim , Candolim , and Baga , with the Baga shore.
This Bubbly Beach is one of the best in Goa. People stay awake all night here called as “The Hometown of Nightlife,” Overnight at the Baga Beach the party continues with cranky music celebrations . Mouth – watering food Designer Shops and adventure sports have given and people enjoy them openly. This Baga Town surrounds with Baga river and it spot the place where the river and sea meet it is the amazing view to bait your eyes.
Dolphins can also be seen in deep blue ocean and there are some spotting trips organized by ship owners to look the amazing sea mammals.
Baga Beach is 15 km far from Panji airport and all it takes is half an hour to travel to the beach from panaji by taxi , other than this! You can also go by local and government bus and you can also hire cycle and motor cycle at low prices. To ride between the locations.
Activities :- Parasailing , Jet Ski , Banana Riding , Bumper Ride , Body boarding , kayaking , Paddle boarding , Knee Boarding , Speed Boat Ride , Wake Boarding.
Titos
Titos is such a place in Goa where the party is held overnight like crazy enjoyment some drink and dance. One of the most amazing place in Goa is Titos. Titos is rushing the minds with Bollywood disco , real classic style and having delicious food. Every day thousand of people come here . so , pick up your bike towards crazy party night and make your night life rocking.
Location :- Titos original at Baga Calangute , Titos Bollywood at Santa Vaddo and Titos club at Calangute.
Entry fees :- No Entry fees required . only you have to pay for your food and drink.
Candolim Beach
Candolim Beach is also one of the most amazing places to explore if you want to have an immersive goan experience. Candolim Beach where all the amazing happening parties take place.
Candolim Beach is located in North Goa Stretch of Aguada Fort , Candolim Beach is about 12.5 KM from Panaji. This place is best for foreigners because there is not much crowd here in fact it is one of the most sought after beaches when it comes to experience water sports or other activities. Candolim Beach is nearly 12.6 km far from panji and it takes around 35 to 40 min to reach Candolim Beach from Panji.
This beach can be visited at any time of the year , but the time between April to November is the most amazing time to visit and the best time is between 6 AM to 6 PM which is the ideal time for sunset and sunrise otherwise you can vist any time for visitors this beach is open all day.
This is some water activities , after enjoying all this , enjoy them too.
Parasailing , Bumpy banana ride , Boat ride , Water scooter , Dolphin sighting trips , Jet ski ride.
Mapusa Market
Mapusa Market is a traditional and weekly market that one step closer to a vibrant Mapusa Market that takes places every Friday. This market is known for jewelry pottery , spice and carpet shops . Not only this but you here find variety of delicacies.
Timing :- 06:00 AM to 08:00
Entry :- Only the money that you want to buy no entry fees required.
Arambol Beach
In Goa The Arambol Beach is developed and newest beach Arambol Beach is a part of Fisherman’s Village and attract number of tourist across the year. Arambol Beach is one of the most beautiful beaches in Goa and the Mandren Beach and Keri Beach on two sides. One can enjoy the number of water spots at Arambol Beach. Arambol Beach attracts number of tourist and just a little distance there is Palim Sweet Water Lake. This Beach is also connected like the Keri Beach and the Mandrem Beach.
The easiest way to reach Arambol beach is from panaji , you can take cab and taxi from panaji which will easily drop you direct at armbol beach. Winter is the best time to visit Armbol beach between the month of October and march. During this time , the wheather is cool and pleasant , and the temperature rarely crosses 25 degree making it a perfect time to enjoy the open beach .
Activities :- jet ski , surfing , bumper ride , banana boat ride
Basilica of Bom Jesus
Basilica of Bom Jesus church old Goa is a UNESCO world heritage site situated in old Goa, 10km east from Panjim. The church is constructed with Basalt rock and has a huge altar and an art gallery with 36 oil paintings. The preserved body of Francis Xavier’s displayed in the chapel.
Location :- Old Goa Road
Visiting Hours: – Monday to Saturday – 09:00 AM to 06:30 PM
Sunday – 10:30 AM to 06:30 PM
For foodies
Tamarind Café (Arambol), La Plage (Ashwem Beach), Bhatti Village (Nerul), and Spice Goa (Mapusa), Britto’s Bar and Restaurant (Bardez, Baga) are a few favourite destinations for food lovers in Goa.
If you are looking for a famous shopping destination in Goa, Anjuna flea market, Arpora night market, Mapusa Friday market, Mackie’s Saturday night market, Panjim municipal market, and Calangute market square can fulfil all of your shopping cravings.
Club Tito’s (Calangute), Cohiba (Candolim), Café Mojo (Panaji) places for party lovers in Goa.
Goa trip was one of the best experiences for us and going there with the best friends doubled the fun!
The beautiful beaches, irresistible seafood, awesomest crowd in North Goa, in the whole of India and we cannot wait to visit there again!
WHEN you are travelling with your friends , family , or solo you can always spend a wonderful time in north goa. This goa has most amazing places that attracts entice kind of traveller
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The Road to Siem Reap
The road to Siem Reap from Phnom Penh is National Highway 6. It is a pretty straight shot from our little place by the riverside to the highway, and it was not too much trouble to escape the city at 6 AM. Had we left any later we would have been threading a needle between a sea of motorbikes and tuk tuks. As we got onto the highway, I was delighted to see that there were two lanes going in both directions with a substantial island in the median. This (mostly) protects drivers from oncoming traffic. Occasionally there will be a motorbike that has decided to go against the grain and ride down the wrong side of the road just to add a modicum of challenge to the commute. In general, however, it is much less threatening than having an SUV come straight at you and drive you onto the soft shoulder.
A few hours up the road, there is a fancy, almost European-style rest stop with a diner and a coffee shop. There we had breakfast and continued on. Unfortunately, this is where the fancy highway stopped, and we were back to traversing rice paddies with buffalo and cattle on the side of the road. The traffic was far lighter than we had found on the roads in the south, although there were still dangerous head-on overtakes from time to time. We stopped one time for gasoline only once and then continued on our way. It was relatively uneventful, but that one fuel stop got me thinking quite a bit.
Back in the US, as I rode my Triumph Tiger around San Francisco and Oakland, I would constantly have the same thought rushing through my head: This is unsustainable. I am not an active environmentalist, but I try to be conscious of the impact I have in the world. The roads in the US are seas of cars, and I have particularly seen the roads in the San Francisco Bay Area reach maximum density. Twenty years ago, there were two hours in the morning and two hours at night where one could expect to be significantly delayed. Today one can expect to be delayed if they are driving a car across the bay bridge at any time within a 24 hour period. So what got me thinking about this? Cows… The cows in the picture below.
What you see in the above picture is a Cambodian farm truck hauling a livestock trailer with three cows. The “truck” part is a little 125 cc motor scooter, and the trailer is something locally fabricated out of handy bits of metal and recycled wheels and whatnot. At first this seems a totally absurd agricultural implement. In fact, it appears laughable. Then you have to use a frame of reference; the Khmer farmer needs a tiny motor scooter and a makeshift trailer to haul around his life’s work, namely cows, while the American needs a Cummins diesel 4×4 truck to haul around, well, nothing at all most of the time, and maybe a jet ski on the weekend and an AM/PM Thirsty-Two ouncer full of Mountain Dew during the week.
Again, I don’t mean to be pointing fingers, and I am sure I am a hypocrite in my own ways, but really, which is more laughable? How long can US society keep giving every sixteen year old a car for their birthday? When is the point of critical mass? The funniest thing is that the Khmer farmer is far more practical and efficient than virtually anyone I know in a “developed country,” myself included, and I have never even bought a new car, choosing to ride motorbikes instead. Here’s the thing; if you were to work at an engineering firm and told your boss that you were going to invest 40,000 dollars in a machine that will only run 2 hours out of 24, your boss would laugh at you. If you told your boss that this machine depreciate by 20% in the first year, and another 10% every year thereafter, your boss would indeed be right to fire you for buying this wingless albatross of a machine! Now which is more laughable? The point is, I think we have to meet in the middle somewhere.
I apologize for my digression, but the rest of the ride was really quite lovely as I contemplated my culture’s wastefulness. As we went further north, the air became cleaner and the fields and aromatic rice paddies so much greener than they are in the south. There were several weddings happening in the small villages along the road, all of which were far less congested than the southern villages. At one point, I nearly crashed because Shalma got so excited about one of the Buddhist weddings that she began ululating in typical Persian fashion. I appreciate the beauty of Shalma’s native culture, but it truly frightened the Jesus out of me! I will take an oncoming Lexus SUV (in beige with gold trim) aiming to collect me head-on over the fear of that noise directly in my ear while riding a motorcycle!
We arrived in Siem Reap after a total of 6 hours on the road, including about an hour of rest stops. We checked into a lovely little place called Velkommen Boutique Villa. Our $15 room was comfortable, well manicured, and included air conditioning, cable TV, and a delightful little balcony. There is a quiet patio area where they serve three meals a day. Most of the food is quite decent by the standards expected here, but we did have a hamburger, and they put a ton of ground rosemary in it, which we both found to be a little off-putting. However, that was really our only complaint. The staff was friendly and very helpful. The place even has a very nice pool that we never bothered to use.
After we checked in and had lunch, we decided to see the town of Siem Reap. We headed over to the downtown area and a street that has now been dubbed Pub Street. After searching my memory over the past week, I cannot think of a more touristy place on the face of this Earth. Maybe New Orleans is as touristy, but I have never been there. I guess Disneyland is the closest I can think of. It was so American/Euro/Australian-centric that it was almost a joke. It felt to me that there was a subtle bigotry and ignorance in the way that this area seemed to teeter between exploitation and apathy. This was a town within a town, one that is especially for privileged white people. Maybe I just felt like there were a bunch of white Americans and Europeans capitalizing on an ancient and beautiful culture. It felt like neocolonialism to me, and there I was, drinking a fifty cent beer and feeding it.
The prices were closer to US prices, and most of the food was either a poor take on American food or set to exploit Western prejudices about Asian foods. At the time we were there it mostly reminded me of a drunken sorority block party. I say sorority because the foreigners I saw there were overwhelmingly white women with expensive sunglasses who were often wearing the same baggy cotton blue trousers with elephants on them. Many of the establishments appeared like any of the little bourgeois boutique-style overpriced restaurants that pepper every Western urban area on the planet while offering avocado on toast for $9.
Pub Street at night
Angkor Wat
The next day Shalma and I decided to go and see the famed Angkor Wat. This isn’t exactly as easy a task as it seems. Although the temple is only a couple kilometers from our hotel, one can no longer pay at the gate. You have to go to a separate destination that is several kilometers away from the temple grounds. Also, this past February, there was a price increase from $20 to $37 per person. I have to admit, $74 for two seemed like a hefty price after being in Cambodia for a month. Nonetheless, it became immediately obvious why they had to sell tickets at a separate site; there just isn’t any place to stage all the tour busses near the temple itself, nor to have the 15+ windows open to sell tickets to the throngs of tourists. After all, roughly a million tourists pass through the temple in a year. While in Siem Reap, I learned that the rise in tourism has something to do with a movie called Tomb Raider.
The great thing about the million tourists who go through Angkor Wat every year is that they all pretty much leave by 11 AM. We arrived at about 9:30 that morning, and you’d think that it was Coachella by the masses of people in their cultural appropriation costumes; one woman was even dressed in what early 20th century orientalists might describe as a genie costume. They rushed to the most prominent features of the monument and began their photo shoots. Again, it appeared that the majority of tourists were women, and when there was a boyfriend around, he seemed like little more than an attention-starved tool whose only purpose in life was taking Instagram photos. I understand how this may seem like a sexist trope, but I arrived at Angkor Wat to see a monument and strangely got sucked into the sociology of 21st century tourism and its repeating patterns within this setting. Someone should write an ethnography!
Angkor Wat is an extremely large 12th century compound sitting on more than 400 acres. In the middle is the largest structure, a temple built for the Hindu god Vishnu. The compound is surrounded by a wide and perfectly square moat that stretches for almost 4 kilometers around the temples. The main temple is a massive structure that one can walk around in for hours. It is multi-storied with a galleries of intricate stone carvings in halls that run the circumference of the outer building. In the centre is a large structure. Upon it is built a massive tower. Only 80 or so tourists can climb to this tower at a time. Before 11 AM, the queue wait is up to an hour long. Shalma and I decided to pass on this and went to explore the surrounding jungle inside the compound.
There are hidden temples around the compound. Subsequent kings also built temples there, and they are serene and interesting–and completely void of tourists who tend to go for the big and obvious stuff that lies right in the middle. Shalma and I walked around and found ourselves all alone. We ventured down a dirt path and found a quite little temple. It was green, the birds were singing, and insects were making all kinds of buzzing and chirping noises. It was peaceful and almost as if were weren’t at the same Angkor Wat where everyone else was. But Shalma did get bit by ants, and that was a bit of a bummer for her.
The quiet little temple all alone in the jungle and away from the tourists.
The morning masses who are all gone by 11 AM
Shalma and I spent a bit of time by the little temple and continued to walk around and quietly converse for a while. There are beautiful green swamps in the jungle, probably part of the original moat system judging by their squareness. After a little while, we headed back toward the temple. We were walking toward the west side of the main temple, and I spied the most beautiful view. I don’t use Photoshop or filters when I take pictures because I am just not that much of a photographer, but once in a while I do like to capture something that I think looks nice. And here it was, a completely unobstructed view.
Green swamp and someone’s hat
As we approached, I pulled my camera out and was about to take this amazing photo. Right then, a young American woman came into the frame with her boyfriend. They walked up onto the steps and she began to pose in front of one of the seven-headed cobra statues that are situated on either side of the staircase. She then engaged in contorting herself into ridiculous yoga-style poses while quietly barking orders at her photographer. Her most favorite pose appeared to be the kneeling position on one knee in front of the statue with her hands in a Y formation as though she believed that she was some Hindi goddess presenting the multi-headed cobra god. We stood and watched this go on for at least ten minutes. All the while, we were amused if not slightly embarrassed for them. We did end up taking a picture from this perspective. It is the one just below this paragraph. It was even better than originally intended because this colorfully clad woman zoomed through on her motorbike! Braaaaaap!
After capturing this photo Shalma and decided to seek some lunch and a bit of water. It turned into lunch, water, iced coffee for Shalma– she is a huge fan of Khmer iced coffee and never drank coffee before–and I had a Cambodia beer. We both had a delicious noodle plate for lunch. The whole thing cost $18, which again is really expensive for that kind of food pretty much anywhere in Cambodia aside from Angkor Wat. Despite being expensive, we met a young kid called Thai who was selling Angkor Wat pins for a dollar. He spent some time talking to us about his life in spite of the fact that we weren’t buying anything from him. By the time we finished lunch it was almost noon. I looked over my shoulder and witnessed an exodus reminiscent of a California nightclub at 2 AM. I leaned over to Shalma and asked, “So, want to try this again?” She replied with a yes, and we headed back to the main temple. However, first I wanted to go down one of the dirt paths on the other side of the temple.
As we headed toward the dirt path, we spotted some critters, Macaques, actually. As we were observing them from a respectful distance, some young Spanish lads happened along and decided to taunt the monkeys with coconuts. I told them that they shouldn’t do that. One of them sincerely asked me, “Why, are they dangerous?” I said, “Yeah, dude, one of those monkeys has the strength of a two-meter-tall man and has teeth like daggers.” The monkey started coming toward the Spanish guys pretty aggressively and insisting that they give them coconuts. The fellows decided that maybe they shouldn’t try the will of the monkeys and conceded the fruit. Here is a picture of one of the monkeys enjoying a refreshing beverage.
Nothing like a refreshing beverage on a hot day!
Here is another one just being a badass.
After seeing the primates, Shalma didn’t want to walk into that part of the jungle anymore, so we headed to the main temple.
We wandered around the entire thing and looked at all of the detailed reliefs on the outside walls. Many are original, but there is a lot of restoration going on as well. Fortunately, 19th century French archeologists took plaster castes of the artwork, which allows them to be accurately restored today. The most damage had come to the site during the 20th century. Cutting back the jungle had led to much of the degradation through erosion. The Khmer Rouge didn’t help, nor did American artillery shells that had fallen within the temple grounds.
Shalma and I took our time. Sure, there were a few stragglers, but very few. We decided to go back to the tower in the center of the temple, the one I mentioned before with an hour wait. When we got there, it was like being there after closing time; the line was gone and we could just ascend the extremely steep stairs. At the top there are more carvings and depictions of gods as well as intricate filigree. The views from the highest point in the temple were absolutely stunning.
The view from the highest point in the temple.
When we were up there, we could really take time to look at the intricate details. I found a not-so-obvious bit of graffiti that was scrawled by a French Legionnaire in 1929. I have included the picture below.
French Legionnaire grafitti (circa 1929) carved right into the temple wall.
Shalma and I spent the the next several hours walking around the temple in relative peace. It was hot and humid, but an overall wonderful experience. For the most part, Shalma and I have climatized well to this environment. For example, we have an air conditioner in our apartment that we never really use anymore. Walking around in the heat was really no big deal to us and worth it for the solitude. Overall, we really enjoyed having a chance to see the temple, but decided that we wanted to head somewhere far from tourists the next day. We decided to head to a remote village without any formal hotels. My next post will be about staying with a Khmer family in a small village. In the meantime, I have posted a gallery below with a few more of the photos from Siem Reap and Angkor Wat.
Angkor Wat: Eat, Pray, and Be A Total Poseur The Road to Siem Reap The road to Siem Reap from Phnom Penh is National Highway 6.
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And it has a huge following and Randall text com AKA John C Reilly is not really a warlock and he is a more lack of source he's from the great ape but he's got one of the more like attached to him so this one running around like him somewhere and I'd like to know who that is but besides there's a huge following tons of people love these bikes and tons love them as scooters and it is the most profitable profitable size bike we've had but we don't we haven't started selling these in Earnest yet we're doing some sampling and they love them and they like them better than ours even though they sort of are but they are his design so it's endearing and it is something that's their plan
Using us to manufacture has been a long-term plan of mac daddy and he says it'll continue because he knows what he's doing and you can sit there and rub it in his face but you don't know what you're talking about and I say the same thing
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We do understand what he's talking about and he's right of course because we're doing it but it's a cool bike and I'm starting to help design the cafe racer with him and he says it's just like the Sportster that was used for the dirt track it says very similar and he's hoping that we can come together on it and have an agreement and he says we don't want to cut you off in a verbal confrontation so we're going to have to back out if we start that up but we can take some steps already he says we're going to have a place for you a large one the facility a factory a design shop restaurant and bar saloon and all the doodads and your franchise and you probably have several and he says good and of course percentages because your name and design he says that's awesome it's way better than nothing and we say a lot of people get nothing and they take it and they jump out of the building at the end of the day it's not worth it because Mac planned us to do this he says this bag we know your quality is much better and people will love it I was competing with the other bikes and this is our design and I get some and they like it they lick it a lot they like it a lot John C Reilly when I leave that's who you are now. And you're right Chris they do love me and they don't love you now they know they love Jesus Christ my brother the Lord and savior it's probably killed more of them than I ever thought of you that's how it is so shut up and we're moving on and it's got a huge following there's just giant giant crowds didn't want the bikes they're all inquiring where and appointed where and we're going to put in the campgrounds and we could put in the motels and the small houses and ask if John C Riley wants to manage like an area or part of one it says yes we know where they made somewhere over in Arizona or something it says yes to a place with no bugs now or says laughing and says maybe up that way if possibly maybe okay on South a little yeah so that's what he's asking and we'll do that but it is a famous bike and John C Riley and Chris are famous and it's like MacIntosh and IBM and Chris's IBM cuz his ideas are more practical and based in reality although John's is based in design on what the computer is really for or really the bike is really for and but together they they made this product and it really is smart and it's based in history and it's based on affordable this mental health industry got way too big and corky got way too big because of it and doesn't even fight them I took it over and it's a piece of junk now it's rooting people we didn't want to be ruined
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He actually told me when he thought about riding the sport bike he said he said well I kind of wanted to ride the scooter around and I don't want to go fast and too far and we agree that's really what he should do if we take over enough we can put a bigger motor and go further but he's not really secure and driving it that far and the bike is a big leap for him riding the bicycle and horses rear ends and the attacking him all that has to like slow down and become non-existent for him to do anything else so he has time and we have time
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I agree I feel better what you say is I'm a butt hurts and they're attacking me and I probably shouldn't go out that's good because we can regular quite easily using his morons
Hera Zues
We want you to stop doing it too but we regulated so it can haul you out of here cuz you're bothering his bum
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