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Ive just watched The BBc coverage of Guna and spotted at about 46.10 the camera pans to an airial shot. To the right of the picture you can see our RV's and party garden we created
If we added hookers to that combination, i'd bet it would be more memorable.Thats the thing about these meet ups! there like a real life dream, that you can always look back on and it puts a big smile on your face! nothing tops the combination of good mates Booze and Moto GP
If we added hookers to that combination, i'd bet it would be more memorable.
If we added hookers to that combination, i'd bet it would be more memorable.
Nothing hurts more than losing money
Well maybe my feet but more on that and the shameless scam that resulted later.
Race day. We all scatter throughout the circuit complex during the morning but come the race start decend up the hill at a place known as "jumkie's rock". Racers get a corner named after them but jumkie gets a piece of rock jutting out of a gofer hole riddled hill named after him.
everybody knows that you dont really go to a race to watch the races, we have vcr record for that ! We go to the race to soak up the atmosphere and party. This is distracted every minuite or so as the bikes thunder past where we are sat. Just as the race is about to start arrab turns to me and say's "$$$ on who to win" he bets on Lorenzo. I have seconds to think then as if im under some mind control by berrymachine i blert out "STONER". Damn its to late to change my mine, the lights are green and the race has started. For the first part of the race arrab keeps looking at me smiling and rubbing his hands together. Well that look changed soon enough and arrab being a stand up guy is more than happy to settle the bet with no fuss.
During the race us powersliders party hard. We meet a bloke sat on our rock who happens to live in the same town as wilski. Small world, Wil travels halfway round the world to meet a bloke who lives around the corner
The beers are flowing and Gators misses all of a sudden appears with a stack of pizza boxes. What a great girl, she has navigated her way down the hill, bought pizzas for us pissheads then climbed back up the 1 in 3 mountain to feed us. I love that girl
After the race we go back to our makeshift garden and party hard, i mean real hard. So hard in-fact i dare not post pics of the drunken lap dances load music and hard liquor. At least the Sheriff didnt break up this party like they did saturday night. I heard the Sheriff say. If the music goes back on or there is any more noise im calling back upI wonder who the .... called him, most of the campsite was at the party
Nothing hurts more than losing money
Well maybe my feet but more on that and the shameless scam that resulted later.
Race day. We all scatter throughout the circuit complex during the morning but come the race start decend up the hill at a place known as "jumkie's rock". Racers get a corner named after them but jumkie gets a piece of rock jutting out of a gofer hole riddled hill named after him.
everybody knows that you dont really go to a race to watch the races, we have vcr record for that ! We go to the race to soak up the atmosphere and party. This is distracted every minuite or so as the bikes thunder past where we are sat. Just as the race is about to start arrab turns to me and say's "$$$ on who to win" he bets on Lorenzo. I have seconds to think then as if im under some mind control by berrymachine i blert out "STONER". Damn its to late to change my mine, the lights are green and the race has started. For the first part of the race arrab keeps looking at me smiling and rubbing his hands together. Well that look changed soon enough and arrab being a stand up guy is more than happy to settle the bet with no fuss.
During the race us powersliders party hard. We meet a bloke sat on our rock who happens to live in the same town as wilski. Small world, Wil travels halfway round the world to meet a bloke who lives around the corner
The beers are flowing and Gators misses all of a sudden appears with a stack of pizza boxes. What a great girl, she has navigated her way down the hill, bought pizzas for us pissheads then climbed back up the 1 in 3 mountain to feed us. I love that girl
After the race we go back to our makeshift garden and party hard, i mean real hard. So hard in-fact i dare not post pics of the drunken lap dances load music and hard liquor. At least the Sheriff didnt break up this party like they did saturday night. I heard the Sheriff say. If the music goes back on or there is any more noise im calling back upI wonder who the .... called him, most of the campsite was at the party
Well maybe my feet but more on that and the shameless scam that resulted later.
Hehehe.
This wasn't quite a scam, but after Roger & Bonnie's wedding, we go have dinner. One of the best I've ever had in Vegas actually. The beer was included in the meal, but Roger still was trying to run a scam. So we go over to the guy serving the beer on tap. We ask for two beers, and then we stand there about 5 feet from the dude, and down them. Then we ask for another, and Roger says, make it three, one for my buddy sitting with us. We go back to our table and Roger puts his beers right in front of him and starts downing another one. Haha
Just as the race is about to start arrab turns to me and say's "$$$ on who to win" he bets on Lorenzo. I have seconds to think then as if im under some mind control by berrymachine i blert out "STONER".
This gal looks familiar....
Interested?!yes please! What an adventureim chuckling every now and then and my dad keeps asking whats up?!