Saturday, March 11, 2006
Take a walk in my head
I'm sitting here watching Beretta, he's dressup in a white leisure suit with a big wide brimmed hat.
An ascot like multi-colored scarf around his neck. He's got a huge, brown, patchwork, leather shoulder bag and a big ass white French poodle. He's posing as a gay coke-head to bust a dealer who appears gay as well for some reason. They engage in some feminine street slang and he (Beretta as gay dog walker) offers the dealer $20.00. The dealer who's wearing a smart salmon colored ensamble complete with knit hat produces a baggie full of blow. Beretta says "I'm the heat, kid". When the dealer starts to run Beretta wrestles him to the ground. Imagine Robert Blake dressed as a gay dog walking coke head riding around on this gold and white hard tail with the luchador mask for a seat.
What the fuck? Bike's clean, no?
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3 comments:
that bike is the cats pajama's man.
Sorry, this does nothing for me. I appreciate the work involved but I'm just not a fan.
Sparx, that's the kind of thing I'd like to build and then park it and look at it. As for riding, I'd want something that turns, stops, and holds more than a pint of gas.
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