Bob in Houston-Vast Right Wing Basket of Deplorable!
I hear that, I got off of a motorcycle at around 135mph back in 1991, didn’t break anything and no punctures or tears but damned if I wasn’t 220lbs of road rash, I had a buddy that worked in the CCU of Methodist hospital here in Houston that nicked me about a half pint jar of the stuff, was a lifesaver, I would slather up with the stuff then apply tefla pads then wrap up with ace bandages to hold it all in place, made sleeping so much better.
July 5, 2018 at 8:54 pm
Kafiroon
Floriduh man again. Yup! Speedo meter quit at 140; needle was a chunk past that.
Only road rash in spots. Helmet didn’t have a mark, blue jeans and short sleeve shirt.
God Loves Me!
Can’t hardly make the run up I-4 between Tampon and Horlando (8 lanes of bumper to bumper) without a having a swarm of organ donors screaming past, splitting lanes at triple digits, some on the back wheel. Hope God loves them too, ’cause they’re sure looking to have a meet ‘n greet with Him sooner rather than later.
I’ve ridden since I was 8 y.o. and did my share of stupid shit including in about ’69 going down in a hard turn on the original predecessor of the crotch rockets, a Kawi Mach III Triple, when it went into a harmonic wobble. But I spent most of my time on two wheels having fun but trying to live through it, unlike this current gen of Floridiots*.
*That’s what they call us Floriduh folks up in the North Georgia mountain towns where lots of us have a summer cabin; seems to suit these crazy “bikers” better though.
July 5, 2018 at 11:36 pm
Kafiroon
Alright! A Kowi Triple! That’s what inspired me to ride.
Something about that I-4 run and antics seem familiar somehow. Maybe Dayton. Then I grew up/older.
July 5, 2018 at 1:00 pm
Vince
Been there done that in Florida.
July 5, 2018 at 8:53 pm
Ozymandius
Good to see you, Pam. Hope you are doing well.
July 5, 2018 at 11:04 pm
Pamela
I am doing better Ozy. The girls have some interesting scars I plan on covering with a tattoo or two.
we had a corpsman who would slide us silvadene off the record so we didn’t get in trouble for “damaging government property”. wonderful stuff if you can get it.
Chris, thank you for making up for the paucity, for weeks, of your ladies showing off their beauty. I was afraid that would slow down the contributions.
Did this decades ago in Florida. Filled the bathtub with cold water and about four buckets of ice from the ice machine. Spent the night there (replenished the ice once). Next day, I was lobster red, but no pain.
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sunburned – when her skin matches her hair, lots of pain….,,
Sunburn, sunstroke, and heat stroke. Water! Stat! Inside and out!
Redheads burn so easily. Poor Sam!!
I’d be willing to rub her with oil or skin cream.. no, really, I wouldn’t mind.
Silvadene cream works wonders. Healed up the radiation burns,
I hear that, I got off of a motorcycle at around 135mph back in 1991, didn’t break anything and no punctures or tears but damned if I wasn’t 220lbs of road rash, I had a buddy that worked in the CCU of Methodist hospital here in Houston that nicked me about a half pint jar of the stuff, was a lifesaver, I would slather up with the stuff then apply tefla pads then wrap up with ace bandages to hold it all in place, made sleeping so much better.
Floriduh man again. Yup! Speedo meter quit at 140; needle was a chunk past that.
Only road rash in spots. Helmet didn’t have a mark, blue jeans and short sleeve shirt.
God Loves Me!
Can’t hardly make the run up I-4 between Tampon and Horlando (8 lanes of bumper to bumper) without a having a swarm of organ donors screaming past, splitting lanes at triple digits, some on the back wheel. Hope God loves them too, ’cause they’re sure looking to have a meet ‘n greet with Him sooner rather than later.
I’ve ridden since I was 8 y.o. and did my share of stupid shit including in about ’69 going down in a hard turn on the original predecessor of the crotch rockets, a Kawi Mach III Triple, when it went into a harmonic wobble. But I spent most of my time on two wheels having fun but trying to live through it, unlike this current gen of Floridiots*.
*That’s what they call us Floriduh folks up in the North Georgia mountain towns where lots of us have a summer cabin; seems to suit these crazy “bikers” better though.
Alright! A Kowi Triple! That’s what inspired me to ride.
Something about that I-4 run and antics seem familiar somehow. Maybe Dayton. Then I grew up/older.
Been there done that in Florida.
Good to see you, Pam. Hope you are doing well.
I am doing better Ozy. The girls have some interesting scars I plan on covering with a tattoo or two.
we had a corpsman who would slide us silvadene off the record so we didn’t get in trouble for “damaging government property”. wonderful stuff if you can get it.
:D, I’d be glad to assist!
I clicked on the “archive” link, and I realize why it is I love this site so much!
Best two days? With Franklin? Heh Old Ben…
Heh, good, I wasn’t the only one who had that thought enter my mind!
Wasn’t he a doozer?!?
Chris, thank you for making up for the paucity, for weeks, of your ladies showing off their beauty. I was afraid that would slow down the contributions.
I actually did that once on the bowdeck of a boat in a Colorado alpine lake. I STILL remember it.
I hope muir uses lots of sunscreen in his ink!
Did this decades ago in Florida. Filled the bathtub with cold water and about four buckets of ice from the ice machine. Spent the night there (replenished the ice once). Next day, I was lobster red, but no pain.
I wonder if she also saw JR in the dream? And who really shot … never mind.