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That's disturbing. You and Austin (who spent the night) were listening to Barry Manilow?
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We sat hand in hand sobbing gently whilst watching the sun rise, accompanied by 'Mandy' on repeat and exchanging glossy photo's of the Boz Bro's destined for our scrapbook collections.



Oh well thats Ok ........ I actually agree with you there .....
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But irrespective of that I still think you are a whibbering arsehole
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Oh and it just dawned on me .......... you actually look like Barry Manilow
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Dear Marry Bachine,



Recently it was my great honour and fortune to meet the great man backstage prior to one of his prized performances in a province near me. We talked again post show, and was astonished to learn, aside from his talismanic, mesmerising and manifest musical mastery, he is a personality replete with other talents. Only when pressed does he elaborate upon his great achievements offstage. For example, who would suspect when listening to the throwaway folly of 'Bermuda Triangle' something that is lost to even his ardent listeners and followers, the man himself is a leading expert in gyroscopic applications and technology. You'd think that he'd at the very least employ the Internet every weekend to troll racing forums in order to impart his expertise. It then turns out that as a keen motorcyclist, not only was he weaned on a dirt-bike, (he used to practice sliding on algae encrusted beaches), but he has instructed at scores of race schools. Naturally he is far too modest to divulge which and where, which is understandable, but again the temptation to turn into a web warrior at the weekend, and anonymously proclaim these facts festooned with cartoon emotions must be overwhelming.



Now here's the amazing bit. Not only is he imbued with superhuman skills on a motorcycle, Barry currently owns a Ducati 848........S. Now I really had to coax this out of him, but when riding to the show, only that night, when slowing for a corner, he shut the throttle, and without the use of the downshift - in a few seconds of utterly transcendent talent, slid and simultaneously spun the back wheel through a combination of expert body position and the assisted compression of the engine braking. But that's not all - there is yet more 'Manilow Magic' to come. Apparently he accomplishes this routinely as an afterthought. By God, if I had a fraction of his prowess on a motorcycle, I'd immediately subscribe to an internet bike racing forum and holler it form the proverbial rooftops. Bet you'll never listen to Copacabana in quite the same way again.



To substantiate my story I am posting firstly a photo I took of my daughter backstage next to my icon Barry Manilow. Secondly, I have also provided a recent picture of myself, which contrary to your kind compliment, I have to reluctantly and begrudgingly confess that I really bear little or no resemblance to the Billboard busting Brooklyn Bard.



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Love, Arrabbiata1



P.S. During a recent visit to the lavatory I checked and now reassured and safe in the knowledge, I can confirm that minus a few piles (the direct result of being stranded on my sofa and never getting beyond my mountainous piles of magazines and DVD's) I am not it would seem and I am relieved to say, in possession of a 'whibbering arsehole'. Perhaps I might venture the aforesaid condition is a nasty by-product of excessive backing it in the Barry way and the tendency to spout excessive .... on internet forums.
 

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We sat hand in hand sobbing gently whilst watching the sun rise, accompanied by 'Mandy' on repeat and exchanging glossy photo's of the Boz Bro's destined for our scrapbook collections.







Dear Marry Bachine,



Recently it was my great honour and fortune to meet the great man backstage prior to one of his prized performances in a province near me. We talked again post show, and was astonished to learn, aside from his talismanic, mesmerising and manifest musical mastery, he is a personality replete with other talents. Only when pressed does he elaborate upon his great achievements offstage. For example, who would suspect when listening to the throwaway folly of 'Bermuda Triangle' something that is lost to even his ardent listeners and followers, the man himself is a leading expert in gyroscopic applications and technology. You'd think that he'd at the very least employ the Internet every weekend to troll racing forums in order to impart his expertise. It then turns out that as a keen motorcyclist, not only was he weaned on a dirt-bike, (he used to practice sliding on algae encrusted beaches), but he has instructed at scores of race schools. Naturally he is far too modest to divulge which and where, which is understandable, but again the temptation to turn into a web warrior at the weekend, and anonymously proclaim these facts festooned with cartoon emotions must be overwhelming.



Now here's the amazing bit. Not only is he imbued with superhuman skills on a motorcycle, Barry currently owns a Ducati 848........S. Now I really had to coax this out of him, but when riding to the show, only that night, when slowing for a corner, he shut the throttle, and without the use of the downshift - in a few seconds of utterly transcendent talent, slid and simultaneously spun the back wheel through a combination of expert body position and the assisted compression of the engine braking. But that's not all - there is yet more 'Manilow Magic' to come. Apparently he accomplishes this routinely as an afterthought. By God, if I had a fraction of his prowess on a motorcycle, I'd immediately subscribe to an internet bike racing forum and holler it form the proverbial rooftops. Bet you'll never listen to Copacabana in quite the same way again.



To substantiate my story I am posting firstly a photo I took of my daughter backstage next to my icon Barry Manilow. Secondly, I have also provided a recent picture of myself, which contrary to your kind compliment, I have to reluctantly and begrudgingly confess that I really bear little or no resemblance to the Billboard busting Brooklyn Bard.



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Love, Arrabbiata1



P.S. During a recent visit to the lavatory I checked and now reassured and safe in the knowledge, I can confirm that minus a few piles (the direct result of being stranded on my sofa and never getting beyond my mountainous piles of magazines and DVD's) I am not it would seem and I am relieved to say, in possession of a 'whibbering arsehole'. Perhaps I might venture the aforesaid condition is a nasty by-product of excessive backing it in the Barry way and the tendency to spout excessive .... on internet forums.





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Obviously just more incoherent sossed up sooking at me
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Found any good accurate positioning system that uses Gyro only these days?
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"Backing it in" occurs, quite a bit, get used to it get over it, but mostly get off the couch, head out of the mags, face out of the TV ........... and do it.
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I backed a bike in at about 17km/h the other day, No gearchange, I was in first for the whole 1/2km or so, and didn't dare touch the brakes at all
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Obviously just more sooking at me
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Found any good accurate positioning system that uses Gyro only these days?
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"Backing it in" occurs, quite a bit, get used to it get over it, but mostly get off the couch, head out of the mags, face out of the TV ........... and do it.
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I backed a bike in at about 17km/h the other day, No gearchange, I was in first for the whole 1/2km or so, and didn't dare touch the brakes at all
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Is that really the best you can summon? - come on Berry, impotence aside, you must try harder old man. Your posts are increasingly sterile, barren and devoid of fecundity.



Beware of rolling your eyes at me with such impunity Berry Bull.



Another stunningly witty reply direct from the acerbic arsenal of repartee and jeu d'esprit resident and resplendent in the misappropriated mind of everyone's favourite antipodean scream.



Were you 'laughing out loud' when you steered and veered your Ducati 848.............................................................................................................................'S' with such great finesse and aplomb? I suspect you awoke from last nights wet dream in a paroxysm of mirth and elation- truly, thank you for sharing your reverie online for us all. Take heart; we all believe in you Barry!!!



Actually, I lied again, because I really don't like Barry Mainilow, and, yup BM....that Ct was in fact you. Don't you realise that this entire forum indulges in a the international sport of Berry Baiting..and as I said before it never takes long for us to land you in the keep net. You're mine Berry and I intend to mannacle you to my provocative posts, publicly pillory you and stifle your protestations in a metaphorical gimp mask with the benefit of a strategically deployed tangerine or two in every orifice. The most predictable thing about this? you always reply...which means you cumulatively and exponentially continue to make a fool of yourself....and this forum serves to chronicle and archive your idiotic posts which we can invoke and revive whenever we like to indict you. Like it or not Berry - you are my slave, and I can pluck you from your fragile stalk whenever I desire. In saying this, I have just cast another line - and you will ever reel in having the retentive faculty of a koi carp.



Ah Berry, God bless you, for a moment I was starting to wonder whether you were a figment of my warped imagination, a creation of my disturbed mind, a recurring surreal dream; – I plumb the depths, dredge for the bottom feeders - but then you surface anyway as always, the forums unflushable turd that you are. It never takes long to get a bite. Here's an emoticon to express that feeling...
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- an electronic substitution for soul. We like that don't we Berry? They appeal to your dementia - they are your smiley people that reassure and make everything seem real in the contorted and concocted confected world of BM. Those dependable 'emoticons' in the absence of expression - I can never get enough, -and take heart again 'Bezzer', they are indeed your only true friends in life - so continue to play summon and mingle with them.



Were my 'whibbering arsehole' on repeat, due to some unfortunate episode of diarrhea, then I strongly suspect the result would be rather similar to a thread populated by a steady trickle of your posts. I would also wager, it wouldn’t take much to fashion one of my stools into a more credible proposition on this forum than you my friend. I could give it a profile, and an avi, and even take a photo of it, christen it ‘talking ....’ and it would instantly assume double the panache, personality, charisma and credibility as a member than you have attempted to do my dear Bazza.



Yeah, uh, let's revisit the 'couch comedy', that old aged BM chestnut, crack a new one son. The last time you elicited the 'couch allegation', within two days I traversed a third of the planet to watch a Grand Prix Motorcycle round and in so doing met up with some very good friends I’ve made from this forum. You should try it…….oh, wait.



Actually, that won’t be happening again. It is with solemn and grave intent that I regret to inform you that only last week I was fetchng the groceries from my local supermarket, and to relieve the rigamarole of the weekly shop, I thought I would apply your prescribed technique for backing it in. Admittedly, I was not thundering down the aisle astride a Ducati 848…………………………………………….'S', but I assured myself that the principles could be applied to my shopping trolley….routinely and with ease. Building up momentum, hurtling past the piles of Paul Newman pastrami, I headed for a particularly narly hairpin around a stack of sardine tins and canned new potatoes -on offer, and using a canny combination of body positioning and control, locked up one caster without prodding the brake, and to the amazement of onlookers drifted, or rather majestically glided around the turn. Predictably, as a first attempt I lacked your insight and foresight, resulting in my spectacular highside which catapulted me through a pyramid of Campbells soup tins (much like Ian Astbury propelling himself through a tower of beer cans in the video for 'Lil Devil - have you seen that Berry? you come over as as a bit of a cu'l't), and I resultantly flew into the frozen food section. I am now, as a quadraplegic confined to my couch on a daily diet of Keith Code instructional videos, and assorted bike magazines. …and er, findus fishfingers Karma eh?



On the subject of imagination, whilst ‘cramming on the couch’ this afternoon, I happened upon a film on an obscure satellite channel. Based in the lowly insalubrious suburbs of Sydney, It featured an ageing antipodean fantasist – a sort of Aussie version of Walter Mitty. He spent his entire life online, concocting spurious stories from his past, which he was sadly unable to substantiate.......bar the deployment and relative comfort blanket security of a parade of online characterised emoticions. Are you the emotional type Berry.....I am. Shall we meet then?



Let's go again people. courtesy of MC Berry Bull...



I backed a bike in at about 17km/h the other day, No gearchange, I was in first for the whole 1/2km or so, and didn't dare touch the brakes at all
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I can't figure...I am incapable, which is why I crashed a mere shopping cart in a sorry misguided attempt to emulate your feats. Have you not noticed...this entire forum grapples, struggles and fails to interpret the enigma that is Barry Machine, Much the same way that the planets most eminent cosmologists and theorists strive to reconcile and unite Classic Newtonian and Einsteinian physics with quantum mechanics to synthesise the elusive grand 'universal theory' - the unveiling of the fabric of reality - the nature of being. But the rationale behind Berry ........ would be destined to ever confound the finest minds known to mankind.



Berry..some assorted emotions to decorate my post and reassure yourself, given your inferiority complex accounted by your limited command of the English language, innate inarticulation and inbred inability to express yourself.



My daughter Denali, will now oblige by adorning this post with some arbitrarily deployed 'emoticions' to make you feel at home in otherwise Aussie 'expressionless' staid suburban Sydneyland.

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Is that really the best you can summon? - come on Berry, impotence aside, you must try harder old man. Your posts are increasingly sterile, barren and devoid of fecundity.



Beware of rolling your eyes at me with such impunity Berry Bull.



Another stunningly witty reply direct from the acerbic arsenal of repartee and jeu d'esprit resident and resplendent in the misappropriated mind of everyone's favourite antipodean scream.



Were you 'laughing out loud' when you steered and veered your Ducati 848.............................................................................................................................'S' with such great finesse and aplomb? I suspect you awoke from last nights wet dream in a paroxysm of mirth and elation- truly, thank you for sharing your reverie online for us all. Take heart; we all believe in you Barry!!!



Actually, I lied again, because I really don't like Barry Mainilow, and, yup BM....that Ct was in fact you. Don't you realise that this entire forum indulges in a the international sport of Berry Baiting..and as I said before it never takes long for us to land you in the keep net. You're mine Berry and I intend to mannacle you to my provocative posts, publicly pillory you and stifle your protestations in a metaphorical gimp mask with the benefit of a strategically deployed tangerine or two in every orifice. The most predictable thing about this? you always reply...which means you cumulatively and exponentially continue to make a fool of yourself....and this forum serves to chronicle and archive your idiotic posts which we can invoke and revive whenever we like to indict you. Like it or not Berry - you are my slave, and I can pluck you from your fragile stalk whenever I desire. In saying this, I have just cast another line - and you will ever reel in having the retentive faculty of a koi carp.



Ah Berry, God bless you, for a moment I was starting to wonder whether you were a figment of my warped imagination, a creation of my disturbed mind, a recurring surreal dream; – I plumb the depths, dredge for the bottom feeders - but then you surface anyway as always, the forums unflushable turd that you are. It never takes long to get a bite. Here's an emoticon to express that feeling...
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- an electronic substitution for soul. We like that don't we Berry? They appeal to your dementia - they are your smiley people that reassure and make everything seem real in the contorted and concocted confected world of BM. Those dependable 'emoticons' in the absence of expression - I can never get enough, -and take heart again 'Bezzer', they are indeed your only true friends in life - so continue to play summon and mingle with them.



Were my 'whibbering arsehole' on repeat, due to some unfortunate episode of diarrhea, then I strongly suspect the result would be rather similar to a thread populated by a steady trickle of your posts. I would also wager, it wouldn’t take much to fashion one of my stools into a more credible proposition on this forum than you my friend. I could give it a profile, and an avi, and even take a photo of it, christen it ‘talking ....’ and it would instantly assume double the panache, personality, charisma and credibility as a member than you have attempted to do my dear Bazza.



Yeah, uh, let's revisit the 'couch comedy', that old aged BM chestnut, crack a new one son. The last time you elicited the 'couch allegation', within two days I traversed a third of the planet to watch a Grand Prix Motorcycle round and in so doing met up with some very good friends I’ve made from this forum. You should try it…….oh, wait.



Actually, that won’t be happening again. It is with solemn and grave intent that I regret to inform you that only last week I was fetchng the groceries from my local supermarket, and to relieve the rigamarole of the weekly shop, I thought I would apply your prescribed technique for backing it in. Admittedly, I was not thundering down the aisle astride a Ducati 848…………………………………………….'S', but I assured myself that the principles could be applied to my shopping trolley….routinely and with ease. Building up momentum, hurtling past the piles of Paul Newman pastrami, I headed for a particularly narly hairpin around a stack of sardine tins and canned new potatoes -on offer, and using a canny combination of body positioning and control, locked up one caster without prodding the brake, and to the amazement of onlookers drifted, or rather majestically glided around the turn. Predictably, as a first attempt I lacked your insight and foresight, resulting in my spectacular highside which catapulted me through a pyramid of Campbells soup tins (much like Ian Astbury propelling himself through a tower of beer cans in the video for 'Lil Devil - have you seen that Berry? you come over as as a bit of a cu'l't), and I resultantly flew into the frozen food section. I am now, as a quadraplegic confined to my couch on a daily diet of Keith Code instructional videos, and assorted bike magazines. …and er, findus fishfingers Karma eh?



On the subject of imagination, whilst ‘cramming on the couch’ this afternoon, I happened upon a film on an obscure satellite channel. Based in the lowly insalubrious suburbs of Sydney, It featured an ageing antipodean fantasist – a sort of Aussie version of Walter Mitty. He spent his entire life online, concocting spurious stories from his past, which he was sadly unable to substantiate.......bar the deployment and relative comfort blanket security of a parade of online characterised emoticions. Are you the emotional type Berry.....I am. Shall we meet then?



Let's go again people. courtesy of MC Berry Bull...







I can't figure...I am incapable, which is why I crashed a mere shopping cart in a sorry misguided attempt to emulate your feats. Have you not noticed...this entire forum grapples, struggles and fails to interpret the enigma that is Barry Machine, Much the same way that the planets most eminent cosmologists and theorists strive to reconcile and unite Classic Newtonian and Einsteinian physics with quantum mechanics to synthesise the elusive grand 'universal theory' - the unveiling of the fabric of reality - the nature of being. But the rationale behind Berry ........ would be destined to ever confound the finest minds known to mankind.



Berry..some assorted emotions to decorate my post and reassure yourself, given your inferiority complex accounted by your limited command of the English language, innate inarticulation and inbred inability to express yourself.



My daughter Denali, will now oblige by adorning this post with some arbitrarily deployed 'emoticions' to make you feel at home in otherwise Aussie 'expressionless' staid suburban Sydneyland.

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Can i have just one of your leftover roaches, that is some powerful .....
 
Is that really the best you can summon? - come on Berry, impotence aside, you must try harder old man. Your posts are increasingly sterile, barren and devoid of fecundity.



Beware of rolling your eyes at me with such impunity Berry Bull.



Another stunningly witty reply direct from the acerbic arsenal of repartee and jeu d'esprit resident and resplendent in the misappropriated mind of everyone's favourite antipodean scream.



Were you 'laughing out loud' when you steered and veered your Ducati 848.............................................................................................................................'S' with such great finesse and aplomb? I suspect you awoke from last nights wet dream in a paroxysm of mirth and elation- truly, thank you for sharing your reverie online for us all. Take heart; we all believe in you Barry!!!



Actually, I lied again, because I really don't like Barry Mainilow, and, yup BM....that Ct was in fact you. Don't you realise that this entire forum indulges in a the international sport of Berry Baiting..and as I said before it never takes long for us to land you in the keep net. You're mine Berry and I intend to mannacle you to my provocative posts, publicly pillory you and stifle your protestations in a metaphorical gimp mask with the benefit of a strategically deployed tangerine or two in every orifice. The most predictable thing about this? you always reply...which means you cumulatively and exponentially continue to make a fool of yourself....and this forum serves to chronicle and archive your idiotic posts which we can invoke and revive whenever we like to indict you. Like it or not Berry - you are my slave, and I can pluck you from your fragile stalk whenever I desire. In saying this, I have just cast another line - and you will ever reel in having the retentive faculty of a koi carp.



Ah Berry, God bless you, for a moment I was starting to wonder whether you were a figment of my warped imagination, a creation of my disturbed mind, a recurring surreal dream; – I plumb the depths, dredge for the bottom feeders - but then you surface anyway as always, the forums unflushable turd that you are. It never takes long to get a bite. Here's an emoticon to express that feeling...
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- an electronic substitution for soul. We like that don't we Berry? They appeal to your dementia - they are your smiley people that reassure and make everything seem real in the contorted and concocted confected world of BM. Those dependable 'emoticons' in the absence of expression - I can never get enough, -and take heart again 'Bezzer', they are indeed your only true friends in life - so continue to play summon and mingle with them.



Were my 'whibbering arsehole' on repeat, due to some unfortunate episode of diarrhea, then I strongly suspect the result would be rather similar to a thread populated by a steady trickle of your posts. I would also wager, it wouldn’t take much to fashion one of my stools into a more credible proposition on this forum than you my friend. I could give it a profile, and an avi, and even take a photo of it, christen it ‘talking ....’ and it would instantly assume double the panache, personality, charisma and credibility as a member than you have attempted to do my dear Bazza.



Yeah, uh, let's revisit the 'couch comedy', that old aged BM chestnut, crack a new one son. The last time you elicited the 'couch allegation', within two days I traversed a third of the planet to watch a Grand Prix Motorcycle round and in so doing met up with some very good friends I’ve made from this forum. You should try it…….oh, wait.



Actually, that won’t be happening again. It is with solemn and grave intent that I regret to inform you that only last week I was fetchng the groceries from my local supermarket, and to relieve the rigamarole of the weekly shop, I thought I would apply your prescribed technique for backing it in. Admittedly, I was not thundering down the aisle astride a Ducati 848…………………………………………….'S', but I assured myself that the principles could be applied to my shopping trolley….routinely and with ease. Building up momentum, hurtling past the piles of Paul Newman pastrami, I headed for a particularly narly hairpin around a stack of sardine tins and canned new potatoes -on offer, and using a canny combination of body positioning and control, locked up one caster without prodding the brake, and to the amazement of onlookers drifted, or rather majestically glided around the turn. Predictably, as a first attempt I lacked your insight and foresight, resulting in my spectacular highside which catapulted me through a pyramid of Campbells soup tins (much like Ian Astbury propelling himself through a tower of beer cans in the video for 'Lil Devil - have you seen that Berry? you come over as as a bit of a cu'l't), and I resultantly flew into the frozen food section. I am now, as a quadraplegic confined to my couch on a daily diet of Keith Code instructional videos, and assorted bike magazines. …and er, findus fishfingers Karma eh?



On the subject of imagination, whilst ‘cramming on the couch’ this afternoon, I happened upon a film on an obscure satellite channel. Based in the lowly insalubrious suburbs of Sydney, It featured an ageing antipodean fantasist – a sort of Aussie version of Walter Mitty. He spent his entire life online, concocting spurious stories from his past, which he was sadly unable to substantiate.......bar the deployment and relative comfort blanket security of a parade of online characterised emoticions. Are you the emotional type Berry.....I am. Shall we meet then?



Let's go again people. courtesy of MC Berry Bull...







I can't figure...I am incapable, which is why I crashed a mere shopping cart in a sorry misguided attempt to emulate your feats. Have you not noticed...this entire forum grapples, struggles and fails to interpret the enigma that is Barry Machine, Much the same way that the planets most eminent cosmologists and theorists strive to reconcile and unite Classic Newtonian and Einsteinian physics with quantum mechanics to synthesise the elusive grand 'universal theory' - the unveiling of the fabric of reality - the nature of being. But the rationale behind Berry ........ would be destined to ever confound the finest minds known to mankind.



Berry..some assorted emotions to decorate my post and reassure yourself, given your inferiority complex accounted by your limited command of the English language, innate inarticulation and inbred inability to express yourself.



My daughter Denali, will now oblige by adorning this post with some arbitrarily deployed 'emoticions' to make you feel at home in otherwise Aussie 'expressionless' staid suburban Sydneyland.

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Never mind the "get of the couch", Maybe you need to get off a few "other things" first,
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Obviously just more incoherent sossed up sooking at me
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Found any good accurate positioning system that uses Gyro only these days?
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"Backing it in" occurs, quite a bit, get used to it get over it, but mostly get off the couch, head out of the mags, face out of the TV ........... and do it.
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I backed a bike in at about 17km/h the other day, No gearchange, I was in first for the whole 1/2km or so, and didn't dare touch the brakes at all
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Thats just a kid skid! Thats not backing it in you turd burglar! Going slow enough so you just have to crack the trottle lose to create spin is not backing it in, its a kid skid.



And please for the love of god please don't try to argue that FACT.
 
Thats just a kid skid! Thats not backing it in you turd burglar! Going slow enough so you just have to crack the trottle lose to create spin is not backing it in, its a kid skid.



And please for the love of god please don't try to argue that FACT.

He just keeps on proving what we already know
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Normally when debating and banter we try to make the other party look foolish, BM is pretty unique here which makes it impossible to debate him. BM is like the word ...., we have heard it so much it has lost its ability to offend
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Thats just a kid skid! Thats not backing it in you turd burglar! Going slow enough so you just have to crack the trottle lose to create spin is not backing it in, its a kid skid.



No accelleration ........
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Anyway aren't you some kinda BMX bandit!?? How are you going to work it out
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You guys could be out there, doing it, rather than sooking here at me and telling me what you think you see on a video or whatever. But in reality I guess its even sadder, its just you like to argue with me for the sake of it, buggered if you'd ever get on a bike and try anything
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No accelleration ........
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Anyway aren't you some kinda BMX bandit!?? How are you going to work it out
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You guys could be out there, doing it, rather than sooking here at me and telling me what you think you see on a video or whatever. But in reality I guess its even sadder, its just you like to argue with me for the sake of it, buggered if you'd ever get on a bike and try anything
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We do go out and do it as its been proved many times on this forum. You by your own omission don't go to races because of the traffic. As for riding, most of us here ride bike's you prick !
 
No accelleration ........
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Anyway aren't you some kinda BMX bandit!?? How are you going to work it out
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No idea
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You guys could be out there, doing it, rather than sooking here at me and telling me what you think you see on a video or whatever. But in reality I guess its even sadder, its just you like to argue with me for the sake of it, buggered if you'd ever get on a bike and try anything
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I have done plenty of kid skid on a proper motorcycle. Then my teen years ended. Do you skid the rear brake everywhere you go too?





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Hell yea I am a bmx bandit. Here is a pic of me after getting it in with Nicole Kidman.
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Never mind the "get of the couch", Maybe you need to get off a few "other things" first,
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Sigh. Berry, please try harder - you're not even filling your post with the requisite amounts of emoticons any more. What's up? - have the little yellow faces in your head stopped talking to you today?



What's wrong with talking dogs in fireman's hats? It took a particularly unique strain of Owsley acid in the water supply at Hannah Barbera's to conceive of that. Anyhow, think about it Berry, it's no less ridiculous than shutting the throttle on a Ducati 848........................................................................................................................



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....................................................................................................................................................................on a public road when slowing for a corner and routinely locking up the back wheel and inexplicably simultaneously spinning the rear wheel around the bend in the process. I should have known not to listen to you Berry.....and because I did, I am now impatiently prodding away at my Mac Book keyboard with a stick attached to my head.



But you always reply don't you, just as you will to this, because being Berry, like that illusive apex that you claim to hit sideways everytime, that supposed clever 'BM spin' yet in reality you are always destined to end up way wide of the mark. Which is why we like pushing your buttons you buffoon.



On the subject of addictions....only five emoticons Berry this time. Are you yourself finally in the process being slowly weaned away from your dependency through something like The 12 Steps Programme? Can I help?



Yes I think I probably can. Here's a poem I wrote only last week entitled 'Berry Berry' to be recited out loud in the style of Rik from the Young Ones:



Berry-Berry: by Arrabbiata1. (awl mi own werk)



Why see red Berry?

Think what you’ve said Berry!

the only skids that come to pass

are those delivered from your ...




and who the hell is Barry Machine?

is he straight or is he a queen?

what does all your posting mean?

....perhaps you're really Ralph Sheheen




Don't be blue Berry,

We think of you Berry

Sat in the corner all alone,

of a New South Wales Nursing home




And yes I really have to ask,

those random comments that you pass,

are the threads you spin deliberate farce?

or just the 'eight ball' up your arse




Those bales are straw berry,

Guess what they’re for Berry,

Cause if you ride like you prescribe

They’re there to save your Aussie hide




The weathers great - please look outside,

you really should go take a ride,

why not even learn to slide?

it'd be much better if you really tried




You are my elder Berry

..are you a welder Berry?

were all those fabricated frames

more ‘fabricated’ Berry claims




and when you claim to back it in

we all know what you’re lacking in

the basic understanding

that it doesn’t mean a rear wheel spin!




Don't be so black Berry

just change your tack Berry,

make a friend or shag the wife,

just don't pretend you have a life



And do you really feel so great?

alone astride your 848...............

(S)

pretending that you're braking late,

but only when you ..........




Do you use a rasp Berry?

Is that in your grasp Berry?

…are you really an engineer,

And do you ever rear wheel steer?




Do you have Beriberi?

Who plucked your cherry Berry?

cause when you say you back it in,

you're really using vaseline



You really are beyond all hope

Knocking me for smoking dope

A sad and lonely misanthrope

Go spin upon your gyroscope


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BTW - what's an "Eight Ball"?



Round these parts it's slang for shooting up with a mix of coke and heroin.
 
Sigh. Berry, please try harder - you're not even filling your post with the requisite amounts of emoticons any more. What's up? - have the little yellow faces in your head stopped talking to you today?



What's wrong with talking dogs in fireman's hats? It took a particularly unique strain of Owsley acid in the water supply at Hannah Barbera's to conceive of that. Anyhow, think about it Berry, it's no less ridiculous than shutting the throttle on a Ducati 848........................................................................................................................



'S'



....................................................................................................................................................................on a public road when slowing for a corner and routinely locking up the back wheel and inexplicably simultaneously spinning the rear wheel around the bend in the process. I should have known not to listen to you Berry.....and because I did, I am now impatiently prodding away at my Mac Book keyboard with a stick attached to my head.



But you always reply don't you, just as you will to this, because being Berry, like that illusive apex that you claim to hit sideways everytime, that supposed clever 'BM spin' yet in reality you are always destined to end up way wide of the mark. Which is why we like pushing your buttons you buffoon.



On the subject of addictions....only five emoticons Berry this time. Are you yourself finally in the process being slowly weaned away from your dependency through something like The 12 Steps Programme? Can I help?



Yes I think I probably can. Here's a poem I wrote only last week entitled 'Berry Berry' to be recited out loud in the style of Rik from the Young Ones:



Berry-Berry: by Arrabbiata1. (awl mi own werk)



Why see red Berry?

Think what you’ve said Berry!

the only skids that come to pass

are those delivered from your ...




and who the hell is Barry Machine?

is he straight or is he a queen?

what does all your posting mean?

....perhaps you're really Ralph Sheheen




Don't be blue Berry,

We think of you Berry

Sat in the corner all alone,

of a New South Wales Nursing home




And yes I really have to ask,

those random comments that you pass,

are the threads you spin deliberate farce?

or just the 'eight ball' up your arse




Those bales are straw berry,

Guess what they’re for Berry,

Cause if you ride like you prescribe

They’re there to save your Aussie hide




The weathers great - please look outside,

you really should go take a ride,

why not even learn to slide?

it'd be much better if you really tried




You are my elder Berry

..are you a welder Berry?

were all those fabricated frames

more ‘fabricated’ Berry claims




and when you claim to back it in

we all know what you’re lacking in

the basic understanding

that it doesn’t mean a rear wheel spin!




Don't be so black Berry

just change your tack Berry,

make a friend or shag the wife,

just don't pretend you have a life



And do you really feel so great?

alone astride your 848...............

(S)

pretending that you're braking late,

but only when you ..........




Do you use a rasp Berry?

Is that in your grasp Berry?

…are you really an engineer,

And do you ever rear wheel steer?




Do you have Beriberi?

Who plucked your cherry Berry?

cause when you say you back it in,

you're really using vaseline



You really are beyond all hope

Knocking me for smoking dope

A sad and lonely misanthrope

Go spin upon your gyroscope


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Sigh. Berry, please try harder - you're not even filling your post with the requisite amounts of emoticons any more. What's up? - have the little yellow faces in your head stopped talking to you today?



What's wrong with talking dogs in fireman's hats? It took a particularly unique strain of Owsley acid in the water supply at Hannah Barbera's to conceive of that. Anyhow, think about it Berry, it's no less ridiculous than shutting the throttle on a Ducati 848........................................................................................................................



'S'



....................................................................................................................................................................on a public road when slowing for a corner and routinely locking up the back wheel and inexplicably simultaneously spinning the rear wheel around the bend in the process. I should have known not to listen to you Berry.....and because I did, I am now impatiently prodding away at my Mac Book keyboard with a stick attached to my head.



But you always reply don't you, just as you will to this, because being Berry, like that illusive apex that you claim to hit sideways everytime, that supposed clever 'BM spin' yet in reality you are always destined to end up way wide of the mark. Which is why we like pushing your buttons you buffoon.



On the subject of addictions....only five emoticons Berry this time. Are you yourself finally in the process being slowly weaned away from your dependency through something like The 12 Steps Programme? Can I help?



Yes I think I probably can. Here's a poem I wrote only last week entitled 'Berry Berry' to be recited out loud in the style of Rik from the Young Ones:



Berry-Berry: by Arrabbiata1. (awl mi own werk)



Why see red Berry?

Think what you’ve said Berry!

the only skids that come to pass

are those delivered from your ...




and who the hell is Barry Machine?

is he straight or is he a queen?

what does all your posting mean?

....perhaps you're really Ralph Sheheen




Don't be blue Berry,

We think of you Berry

Sat in the corner all alone,

of a New South Wales Nursing home




And yes I really have to ask,

those random comments that you pass,

are the threads you spin deliberate farce?

or just the 'eight ball' up your arse




Those bales are straw berry,

Guess what they’re for Berry,

Cause if you ride like you prescribe

They’re there to save your Aussie hide




The weathers great - please look outside,

you really should go take a ride,

why not even learn to slide?

it'd be much better if you really tried




You are my elder Berry

..are you a welder Berry?

were all those fabricated frames

more ‘fabricated’ Berry claims




and when you claim to back it in

we all know what you’re lacking in

the basic understanding

that it doesn’t mean a rear wheel spin!




Don't be so black Berry

just change your tack Berry,

make a friend or shag the wife,

just don't pretend you have a life



And do you really feel so great?

alone astride your 848...............

(S)

pretending that you're braking late,

but only when you ..........




Do you use a rasp Berry?

Is that in your grasp Berry?

…are you really an engineer,

And do you ever rear wheel steer?




Do you have Beriberi?

Who plucked your cherry Berry?

cause when you say you back it in,

you're really using vaseline



You really are beyond all hope

Knocking me for smoking dope

A sad and lonely misanthrope

Go spin upon your gyroscope


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Arri u are my GOAT!
 
848? Whatever the bike it ain't going to happen sitting on the couch with a bottle Arab, or writing ditties about someone from the intynet ...... Your loss.
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Good to see the regular giggling hyaenas are with you all the way.

The stupid thing as, as with the qriginal "backing it in" discussion lesson, some of them actually agreed with me
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You have serious problems Arab. How much time went into that kiddy crap, over some guy, that expressed fault with your ascertions at how to back a bike in, who is on the other side of the world from you
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Why don't you take a camping trip around Aus. or something? Perhaps a wander through our "Staid suburbs" would help? Your countryman, a Mr Boorman, indeed set the example for you when he actually went camping in my area, passed right by my place ( the bit after the ferry crossing ) He seems to enjoy the "staid suburbs"
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There are even blackberries out here for you, but luckily the LHPA sprays for them before they get hold
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Kiddiest thread ever
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Albeit somewhat flattering to have the obscure drug/booze addled frustration vented at little ole me .......... places me in the same place as " the dammm gov'munt!", or other misapropriated targets of said drug/booze adled intellectual towers
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Could I hazzard a guess that since your ramblings seem somewhat very far from what one expects from a mature male, that said ramblings are composed and posted by somebody younger and of the opposite ...?
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Would certainly explan why the likes of Mdub, Reg., and Talpa are giggling like schoolgirls, and having their "Gods ..... Oh My'd" over it.
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I mean lets look at the last verse.



"You really are beyond all hope" ......... oxymoron considering what you are attempting to say. I mean you are suggesting I need "hope" and yet only those who are "beyond all hope" are those that do not need it
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"Knocking me for smoking dope" ...... not really, I'm knocking you for being a ........, I know dope smokers who aren't ........., nor adled from it .......



"A sad and lonely misanthrope" ............. Um ..... is this possible, I mean a misanthrope dislikes the company of others, and yet you suggest there is such a thing as a misanthrope who is sad because he is lonely,
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A more pertinent line could have been "A sad surrounded misanthrope" or "A gloriously lonely misanthrope" both make sense.

In truth this one line alone bears the larger part of my suspicion that this was written by a person/persons with a very poorly developed sense of empathy. Empathy is a social skill that develops as a being matures. It is a social skill missing in young children, who tend to see the world as they see it, and assume that everyone sees it as they do. In writing your line about misanthropes, you clearly misplace values/occurences that you fear with those of a misanthrope. The line " A sad and lonely misanthrope" would make sense if the above is the case, and even then it again shows very poor use in verse as it takes away the focus from your intended person of interest and places the focus back on yourself, and your fears, as the real underlying meaning of the verse.



"Go spin upon your gyroscope" ...... another oxymoron here really, as from the original argument I believe it was not I who was pro-the gyro theory, hence one should assume it is not I who has the gyroscope but indeed yourself and/or the backers of the "gyro-theory". A morepertinent line may have been "SO spin upon my gyroscope", since I had put forward my abhorrence at the use of a gyro, it would naturally follow that I do not have one.



............... hence your prattle is no more than kiddy prattle, that is just any excuse to find words that rhyme, nothing more, it does not accurately portray the debates at hand. A more mature writer would have fitted the correct arguments into his/her verse/rhyme ........ you have not.
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( as suggested tis could be due to it having been written by an actual second party, or someone who is not able to retain all of the facts of the base story and use them in an accurate manner in the verse. )



Not sure on the meter of the verse either, as it took a second take on possible ways of saying it so it could flow. In all very poor ditty .......
 
OMG Arrab!!!



I profess that you have made my day, I was beginning to consider that of course, scrotum sweat-like Baz, doesn't really deserve the time you took to enthrall us with possibly the best series of posts ever on this forum.......



Then I realized that truly great composition, requires not only an accomplished composer, but specific and often times 'simple' inspiration.



I'm sure you knew well before you even considered these works, that the subject would not only not understand, but continue to reinforce the overwhelming stupidity of which you so intricately, while being actually quite delicate, highlighted above. Elevating taking the piss of 'Barry the great' to all new levels of entertainment.



Many have tried, but the bar is well and truly raised mate, well done
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[sub]Sigh. Berry, please try harder - you're not even filling your post with the requisite amounts of emoticons any more. What's up? - have the little yellow faces in your head stopped talking to you today?



What's wrong with talking dogs in fireman's hats? It took a particularly unique strain of Owsley acid in the water supply at Hannah Barbera's to conceive of that. Anyhow, think about it Berry, it's no less ridiculous than shutting the throttle on a Ducati 848........................................................................................................................



'S'



....................................................................................................................................................................on a public road when slowing for a corner and routinely locking up the back wheel and inexplicably simultaneously spinning the rear wheel around the bend in the process. I should have known not to listen to you Berry.....and because I did, I am now impatiently prodding away at my Mac Book keyboard with a stick attached to my head.



But you always reply don't you, just as you will to this, because being Berry, like that illusive apex that you claim to hit sideways everytime, that supposed clever 'BM spin' yet in reality you are always destined to end up way wide of the mark. Which is why we like pushing your buttons you buffoon.



On the subject of addictions....only five emoticons Berry this time. Are you yourself finally in the process being slowly weaned away from your dependency through something like The 12 Steps Programme? Can I help?



Yes I think I probably can. Here's a poem I wrote only last week entitled 'Berry Berry' to be recited out loud in the style of Rik from the Young Ones:



Berry-Berry: by Arrabbiata1. (awl mi own werk)



Why see red Berry?

Think what you've said Berry!

the only skids that come to pass

are those delivered from your ...




and who the hell is Barry Machine?

is he straight or is he a queen?

what does all your posting mean?

....perhaps you're really Ralph Sheheen




Don't be blue Berry,

We think of you Berry

Sat in the corner all alone,

of a New South Wales Nursing home




And yes I really have to ask,

those random comments that you pass,

are the threads you spin deliberate farce?

or just the 'eight ball' up your arse




Those bales are straw berry,

Guess what they're for Berry,

Cause if you ride like you prescribe

They're there to save your Aussie hide




The weathers great - please look outside,

you really should go take a ride,

why not even learn to slide?

it'd be much better if you really tried




You are my elder Berry

..are you a welder Berry?

were all those fabricated frames

more 'fabricated' Berry claims




and when you claim to back it in

we all know what you're lacking in

the basic understanding

that it doesn't mean a rear wheel spin!




Don't be so black Berry

just change your tack Berry,

make a friend or shag the wife,

just don't pretend you have a life



And do you really feel so great?

alone astride your 848...............

(S)

pretending that you're braking late,

but only when you ..........




Do you use a rasp Berry?

Is that in your grasp Berry?

…are you really an engineer,

And do you ever rear wheel steer?




Do you have Beriberi?

Who plucked your cherry Berry?

cause when you say you back it in,

you're really using vaseline



You really are beyond all hope

Knocking me for smoking dope

A sad and lonely misanthrope

Go spin upon your gyroscope
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BRAVO!!!!

Beyond Epic.
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