Archive for July, 2010

I have been going out with my boyfriend for over a year now and I love him dearly.  I know he loves me too but he is three years older than me and I am only eighteen.  I don’t know if you know where I am going with this so I’ll spell it out for you.  He wants to go all the way with me and I’m just not ready yet.

Loads of my friends have already had sex but I was brought up to respect my virginity and believe that you should be married first.  I know that sounds old fashioned to some people but it’s just how I was brought up.  I am proud of the fact that I am a virgin and would really like to save myself until marriage but at this stage my boyfriend seems to be getting impatient.

I am too young to get married and although I feel as though I will be together with my boyfriend forever, I would still like to wait.  He can’t understand this attitude as he feels that because we are planning to get married eventually, that it shouldn’t make any difference.  However I just can’t agree with him.

He even bought a patch for his jacket in the hopes that I would change my mind.  He has placed the Virginity Can Be Cured Patch inside his jacket so no one else will see it but he shows it to me whenever things get hot and steamy between us.  Even though I do love him, I am going to resist for a while longer anyway.  If he loves me he will respect my wishes at the end of the day.

I mean, its not as if we don’t get up to other stuff.  I am not averse to a bit of fumbling under the sheets, but I don’t want to go all the way.  There are plenty of other things we get up to if you know what I’m saying.  I’m not a total prude and I think that this should be enough to satisfy him for the time being.  As far as I’m concerned it will make my wedding night that bit more special.  I really don’t know why guys can’t appreciate this.  Sometimes they really can be a bit selfish.

Anyway to spice things up a bit I decided to buy a patch for my own biker jacket which might reassure him about how I feel.  The Wine Me Dine Me 69 Me Patch is on my own jacket and when he first saw it, it gave him a laugh and a few ideas.  So as long as he continues to respect my wishes, then we will be happy together for quite a bit longer.

I have a motorcycle and use it to ride around different towns and I often meet up with other bikers on my travels.  I have also been known on occasion to meet some biker chicks too.  A lot of them ride with a group of bikers and as we all have common interests, we usually get along quite well.  The biker community is actually very close knit and as long as you are not an asshole, you will generally be accepted wherever you go.

I usually head out at the weekend with a couple of buddies and we ride to a different town and stay the night.  That way we can have a few beers and a bit of a laugh before heading on somewhere else the next day.  We have actually been having a competition to see if we can pick up a different girl in each town for a one night stand and we have been doing quite well.

I have a patch on my jacket which I like to show to the ladies and it usually works.  The Enjoy Me I May Never Pass This Way Again Patch gets me more chicks than I’d care to mention to be quite honest.  They think that they should take advantage of the fact that I’m up for a laugh and a quick fumble and they will never have to see me again and this mentality works for me too.

Now when it comes to biker chicks, they are not usually so easy to seduce.  Maybe it’s because they are more worldly or they just have a bit more respect for themselves but some of these biker ladies are impossible to get anywhere with.  I have tried and so have a couple of the other guys I know but to this day only one of us has every succeeded.

And I am happy to admit it was me!  However I can’t take the credit here as she was as up for a good time as I was and I didn’t really have to do much work.  We were in a bar one Friday night when this amazing chick walked through the door in head to toe leathers.  She really was a sight to behold with long dark brown hair and these amazing blue eyes.  The three of us were instantly preening our feathers so to speak as were half the other guys in the bar.

She headed straight to the bar for a beer and luckily I was not too far from her when she turned and took her first sip.  We made eye contact and that was that!  I was hooked.  I decided to be brave and try my luck chatting her up.  I didn’t even get that far.  I could tell immediately that there were no words required.  She saw my patch and laughed and then pointed to an embroidered patch on the arm of her jacket.  The One More Beer And I’m All Yours Patch made me laugh but I’ll be honest I didn’t think twice about buying her that other beer.

And it worked.  We hooked up that night in a room I had booked and to tell you it was the best night of my life would be an understatement.  When I woke the next morning she was already gone.  I felt used but not too upset about it.  I then realised how maybe I had been doing this to women for months at this stage and I have to admit I did feel a little bit ashamed.  That was one night of my life that I will never forget.

I have a patch on my jacket which is very true.  The Loud Pipes Save Lives Patch is one that I have actually had experience with.  My mom was always giving me hell for the noise my bike makes.  I still live at home with my parents but I have my own motorcycle and I’ll admit it is quite loud.

My mom gets embarrassed about the noise of my bike, especially if I get up early in the morning or arrive home late at night.  She thinks it’s inconsiderate to be making so much noise and disturbing the neighbours.  But there’s not much I can do about it.  At least I’m not throwing wild parties for hours on end.  I’ve tried telling her this but it still doesn’t wash.

Anyway I have another reason for having loud pipes on my motorcycle.  I have heard of a few people being killed before at night by motorcycles which did not make so much noise.  I actually had a near escape from causing the death of a teenager one night.

I was riding along an unlit road around eleven at night and when I rounded a corner I saw a group of kids messing about on the side of the road.  I also noticed this guy pulling his friend back off the road when he heard me coming.  Now that could have so easily been a tragedy had it not been for the noise by bike makes.  So this is what I tell my mom when she starts harping on.  And as soon as I rev up my bike I see the kids on the street running into their yards so that can’t be a bad thing.

I actually think there’s more to my mom’s complaints about my motorbike than just the noise.  She has never liked them and thinks that only bad people ride round on bikes.  She thinks I am falling into bad ways because I have stopped going to church and because I prefer to be out riding around than sitting inside a church on a Sunday morning.

I’ve tried telling her that I’m just growing up and that I’ll find my own way.  I have had enough of being preached at and now that I am an adult I want to live my own life, my own way.  I’m sure she thinks I’ve sold my soul to the devil to be honest.  She is very religious and the fact that I seem to be turning my back on the church is really upsetting her.  In fact I didn’t really realise how much until she handed me a new patch for my jacket.  The Loud Pipes May Save Lives But Jesus Christ Saves Souls Patch was her way of telling me that I need the help of the Lord.  I thought this was hilarious and some sort of joke but she was deadly serious.  Maybe I should start going back to church at least once a week just to get her off my back!

This world is full of assholes!  This is something that I have discovered over the years.  There are many minor assholes like the ones who drive round in their flash cars and cut you up just because they can and the ones who push past you at the supermarket etc.  And then there are the major assholes.

For some of these, asshole is a nice word.  Take rapists and murderers for example.  These are the lowest of the low and in my opinion, need to get a little taste of their own medicine.  I don’t believe we should be footing the bill to put these people in prison where they will get three meals a day, cooked for them and they never have to worry about a roof over their heads.

People like this should be punished according to the crime.  I feel that the punishment should fit the crime and I don’t believe that they should be put away for a few years and then let out again to inflict more misery on the good people of the world.  People who rape other people should be subjected to the same kind of ordeal!  And murderers should receive the death penalty.

In fact there are so many crimes which I feel should involve much worse punishments than they actually merit.  There are too many do-gooders on this earth who feel that criminals deserve a second chance and need to be rehabilitated.  Well there are many criminals who in my opinion seem to be rewarded for their crimes.  They are educated while they are in prison and they get everything handed to them.  There are many other people out on the street who do not get the same opportunities and all because they did not turn to crime.

If you ask me, we would all be better if these lowlifes were put to death for their crimes.  I have a patch on my jacket and it really tells how I feel about this.  The Kill Em All Let God Sort Em Out Patch is a great way to look at this in my opinion.  It costs the taxpayer money to keep these criminals detained in prison whereas if we just killed them all, we wouldn’t have to worry about them anymore.

I know there will be many people reading this who think that this is not the attitude to have at all.  They feel that everyone deserves a second chance.  But I would bet that none of these people have ever been a victim of one of these horrendous crimes.  Imagine if a murderer took the life of someone you loved – would you still feel like they deserved a second chance.  If you say yes, then I’m sure you can’t be making an informed decision.  Think about how you would feel if it was your young child that had been killed by someone else.  Wouldn’t you want them to lose their life too?

I believe that God will sort out the good from the bad and that praying is the best way to keep you on the straight and narrow.  My faith keeps me strong and my advice would be to everyone to follow the words of another patch on my jacket.  The Lifes Short Pray Hard Patch is true and this is advice that all these lowlifes should be following as they are going to need all the help they can get.

I ride with a group of other bikers and we often go out at the weekend altogether to hit different spots around the country.  I have been doing this for fifteen years and it is one of my true pleasures in life.  Heading out with about twenty other bikers gives you a pure adrenalin rush especially when you ride through certain towns and watch as everyone just stops what they are doing and stares.  It’s really great to be part of that.

However the last couple of years it’s not been so much fun.  A couple of new recruits joined the group and they are so disorganized that things take an eternity to get done these days.  We used to meet up around eight in the morning every other Saturday and head out.  But since these dudes joined, it’s nearer to nine by the time we get going.  They usually roll up late and then they have to go round talking to everyone before we set off.  I swear it drives me crazy.  Surely they could just wait to do their old lady gossiping once we stop off somewhere later in the day?

Myself and a friend go so sick of it that we bought embroidered patches for our jackets and showed it to them.  The Are We Going To Ride Or Are We Going To Dick Around All Day Patch got a few good laughs from some of the older members of the group and saw our new recruits suitably shamefaced.  In fact I was asked to get some more patches for a few of the other bikers.  So I found this great site where you can buy wholesale patches.  This was perfect because I managed to get a bunch of patches which we all placed on our jackets, kind of like a symbol of our group.

There are actually a few embroidered patches that we all wear now and one of my favorites is the Hard Tight And Fast The Only Way To Ride Patch.  This is the way we all feel about being out and about on our motorcycles so seemed like on of the obvious choices.  With everyone having some of the same patches it is a great way to feel like part of something.  It makes you feel as though you belong.  And with our new recruits still behaving themselves for the moment, things are slowly getting back to how they used to be and I’m starting to have some fun again.