Saturday, December 4, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
My first real motorcycle was a kz250, it was Billy's then it belonged to Rose then i was able to buy it for a dollar a cc. My Mom was not happy. I jumped that thing in every way possible. It jumped it, jumped over it then the starter went out and it had no kickstart so i jump started it every time for a while.
Lee rode the kz250 to Chicago, I rode a kz440 it was Trent's. Its mine now I traded a scooter i had bought from Trent back to him for the kz440. Its a homely cold blooded bitch, greedy for gas and needs to be choked before she will pull you anywhere.
500.00 treat her however you want i need the money.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
The kitchen of the house on Arsenal where Jay and Claire live is the spot. There's a 60's chrome legged kitchen table that Jay got off a guy at work and a silver ghetto blaster he picked up at an estate sale. The dogs are stupid like they should be, there is always good junk on the table and paper ready to be cut into shreds with sharp scissors, 96.3 changed formats and isn't as good as it was. Jay knows just like Uncle Jeff does that the pop with blue label is the way to go.