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Fierce said he was once at the fair or something and asked people that were wearing Harley shirts what color their bike was. Something like 80% had no bike at all.
I've got a true story for you. See, for some reason or another idiot squids, usually twenty-somethings feel the need to act outrageously stupid every time they see a guy on a Harley.
One night I was headed home from a friends house and found myself out on 78 when it was nearly deserted. I pulled up alongside this guy on the crotch rocker dejour, who then promptly raced from light to light doing wheelies, stoppies and assorted stupid dog tricks for several miles. He always made sure I caught back up (I was doing the speed limit, I don't ride like an idiot). Well, at the last light he does this incredible stoppie, it truly was impressive. Well, when he came down his muffler fell off.
Now of course, I'm finding this outrageously funny, and blatantly laughing in this fool's face. Then rocket scientist that he is, he walks up to the damned thing and picks it up with his bare hands. This lasted, oh, about a second before he screams and drops it. Of course I'm on the verge hurting myself with laughter at this time.
That's when it really got amusing. Dimmy then decides to get all bad-assed and proceeds to cuss me and threaten, and otherwise prove he's a ------. He took 3 steps towards me when I reached for some other American Iron, chambered in .45acp. At that moment I became Mr. Biker, Sir.
Now that's a story! A true one at that.
To be truthful, it wasn't me, but I was watching a carnival salesman ask the guys with Officially Licensed Harley Gear, many in chaps and black leather do-rags, etc. what color their bike was. Yeah, about 3/4 had no bike at all, most never did. I heard alot of "The bitch won't let me get one" stuff. I had more fun watching that than my kids had on the rides andstuff.