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Biker Bars
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WAY too wide and out of reach of most inebriated bikers the handle bars on most Boss machines are made for looks and not for GOING fast and zipping in and out of all the gas stations.
Aesthetic machinery is fine in all the mags and the girls are very fine in their lingerie
In there nakedness a woman is the boss of all she can survey but on a Hogg she has to hold on to HIS lapels and slide her heinous somewhere near the tail.
Oh by the way anyone that went to school can spell these words correctly it takes a poetical genius to spell them all made up to get them wrong on purpose to get the story told. A biker on a Hogg is way too old to slide it in the grass it's a long way to the next world why did you go so fast to get there and so unsure of where you'll spend eternity. Just park that cycle and leave it at the bar for all the girls to ogle the clutch will slip and falter just leave her at the alter and rev up someone else's motor.
Harley we love yew.


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