Bikes and Wimmin - A Formidable Combo!!

After conducting some market research on quality threads such as "Dead heat in a Zeppelin Race", This is the Kind of Arse I Like" and "Women and Guns - A Sexy Combination", I would like to through the following into the forum.

Which is sexier - The smooth shapely lines of a woman or superbike?

I am torn between the two, though I would err on the female companionship side. Just. I have shagged a number of both, but in different contexts naturally.

As for the two together, I'm in heaven, though I don't prefer my bikes naked!

Over to you. Piccies are obligatory of course (Seb, Dancewithdevil, glasgieshortblerk!!!)
..and my last woman was known as a bike (I later found out).

I'm confused.
think this is rather apt....

Arthur Davidson, the inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, died
and Went to heaven.

At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur, "Since you've been such a good
man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is, you
can hang out with anyone you want in Heaven."

Arthur thought about it for a minute, then said, "I want to hang out
with God."

St. Peter took Arthur to the Throne Room and introduced him to God.

God recognized Arthur and commented, "Okay, so you were the one who
invented the Harley Davidson motorcycle?"

Arthur said, "Yes, that's me."

God said, "Well, what's the big deal in inventing something that's
pretty unstable, makes noise and pollution and can't run without a

Arthur was apparently embarrassed, but finally he said, "Excuse me,
but aren't You the inventor of woman?"

God said, "Yes."

"Well," said Arthur, "professional to professional, you have some
major design flaws in your invention:

1. There's too much inconsistency in the front-end protrusions...
2. It chatters constantly at high speeds...
3. Most of the rear ends are too soft and wobble too much.
4. The intake is placed way too close to the exhaust...
5. And the maintenance costs are enormous!"

"Hmmmmm, you have some good points there," replied God, "hold on."

God went to His Celestial super computer, typed in a few words and
waited for the results. The computer printed out a slip of paper and
God read it.

"Well, it may be true that my invention is flawed," God said to
Arthur, "but according to these numbers, more men are riding my invention than Yours."
doin' my bit for fat lasses :D if anyone can tell me how to get rid of the annoying box around it,i'll sort it to narrow the page down again!
whaddaya mean site??? Its from my personal photo album! :D
It really is a mystery to me why anyone would want to obscure engineering excellence with some useless bird's fleshy bits.

Unsullied by brainless bimbos' tits/arrse:


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