Gave a Fat chick a ride. Never again

Gave a Fat Chick a ride on my Rocket. She was so big my buddy riding behind us said he could not see the lid on my corbin saddle bags. Bike handle well when rolling along but it was a ***** to make the slow turn around with that load on the back to ride back to collect my $100 prize.
Never again no fat chicks on the bike.


You have a fetish for extra large chicks,:D do what you want but please no pictures.
 
No photos i'm guessing ... just so we can all see how happy this 'eats normally yet often ridiculed' chick actually was :eek:
 
ay ay ayayayaee

you can't start a thread like this without it being too tempting to chime in.

****, what can i say that won't get me in trouble........

ah, yeah....fat chicks....well, my ex mother in law was a fat ^&*(($%^ and she #$%^%$
^&**^^( **&&$#@@ @#$#@#$^&&(( me so i told her to #$$%##%oo with a #$@%$&#& the fat @#$$@#@$ infested @#$@$ of a woman.

now my dare is i'll give you $200 to make her sit on the back of you bike and as you cruise around find a speed hump, cross your front wheel over and just before your rear wheel hits the hump, double clutch, crack the throttle and ride as hard as you can!! now that would be funny.
 
Gave a Fat Chick a ride on my Rocket. She was so big my buddy riding behind us said he could not see the lid on my corbin saddle bags. Bike handle well when rolling along but it was a ***** to make the slow turn around with that load on the back to ride back to collect my $100 prize.
Never again no fat chicks on the bike.

You must be the fellow with a matte black R3R painted up like a Korean War military airplane with red block letters. On the rear fender it reads "No Fat Chicks". Great paint job IMHO
 
When I was 13 years old, living in Las Vegas, I bought a Honda 50, my first bike. Across the street lived fat Francine, her father ran the Mint casino downtown. She used to ask for a ride almost daily.

I finally gave in. She perched her rather large self on the back of the little Honda. Being the kind of kid I was, I pulled in the clutch, dropped her into first, revved that little Honda as high as she'd go, and let go of the clutch. The front wheel shot skyward and fat Francine shot straight off the back, taking my tail light with her.

I was very disappointed when she refused to pay for the tail light. After all, I gave her a **** ride.
 
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