FREDDY
What the hell is going wrong with my life?
I remember the days when I was Freddy, the worst nightmare of pre pubescent girls every where, terroising the citizens as I split the traffic at insane speeds with the open akras setting off the car alarms of the late sipping cafe set, now it seems i am captian pussywhiped 2008.
The missus anounced that she wanted to set off on her yearly sabatical over to Adelaide and the Barrosa valley rally on her 1960 650 Thunderbird, a round trip of approx 2500 kilometers, so i expended all my spare time and dollars over the last two weeks preparing the old girl [bike] to ensure it would be reasonably reliable and as safe as somthing with minimal brakes can be, thats ok but she,s left me looking after her extended menagirie of eleven guinea pigs, five ferrets, and two dogs.
That's not too bad, she's away one day and rings me to say she's halfway there and all is ok, then there's a knock on the door, its the peice from next door, not a bad sort, so i invite her in thinking you beauty! hoping for a bit of neighborly rumpy humpy, when she tells me she's going to the gold coast for a week and the missus said she would feed her two lizards and sammy the cat whlile she's away!
So here i am the formally proud biker reduced to the level of a glorified zookeeper. i will just hang up the knife gloves up for a while and pretend to be an animal lover for a week or two.
Anyway Mrs Freddie rang me today to skite about winnin the trophys for longest distance ridden by a female and the presidents choice, good on her
I remember the days when I was Freddy, the worst nightmare of pre pubescent girls every where, terroising the citizens as I split the traffic at insane speeds with the open akras setting off the car alarms of the late sipping cafe set, now it seems i am captian pussywhiped 2008.
The missus anounced that she wanted to set off on her yearly sabatical over to Adelaide and the Barrosa valley rally on her 1960 650 Thunderbird, a round trip of approx 2500 kilometers, so i expended all my spare time and dollars over the last two weeks preparing the old girl [bike] to ensure it would be reasonably reliable and as safe as somthing with minimal brakes can be, thats ok but she,s left me looking after her extended menagirie of eleven guinea pigs, five ferrets, and two dogs.
That's not too bad, she's away one day and rings me to say she's halfway there and all is ok, then there's a knock on the door, its the peice from next door, not a bad sort, so i invite her in thinking you beauty! hoping for a bit of neighborly rumpy humpy, when she tells me she's going to the gold coast for a week and the missus said she would feed her two lizards and sammy the cat whlile she's away!
So here i am the formally proud biker reduced to the level of a glorified zookeeper. i will just hang up the knife gloves up for a while and pretend to be an animal lover for a week or two.
Anyway Mrs Freddie rang me today to skite about winnin the trophys for longest distance ridden by a female and the presidents choice, good on her