2 stroke motor
Broken muffler
Dried out chain
Pegs in spokes
Ghetto blaster
Squawks the
Neighborhood
At bloody 6 am
Who could it be
But the bloody
Early Sunday Morning Bastard
2 stroke motor
Broken muffler
Dried out chain
Pegs in spokes
Ghetto blaster
Squawks the
Neighborhood
At bloody 6 am
Who could it be
But the bloody
Early Sunday Morning Bastard
I know this person. Never sleeps. Shakes my windows. I say we steal his/her batteries.
You were angry, weren't you. They do it to me also, on their way back home from their night highway rides, at 4 a.m.!!! Bloody bastards, indeed!
I think you're right, Bar22do. They're probably finally coming home from a wild Saturday night.
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He's been stalking me since I can remember firefangled - every suburb I've ever lived in, even when I was living in a tent on the beach he showed up in a dune buggy.
A bit angry Bar22do - just getting tired of being woken up at all hours by blunt tools who think they're more colourful than dreams: they're not!
A Wild Saturday Night sounds interesting YesNo. I'll mark it in my calender![]()