3/1/2024 0 Comments Flat butt asian![]() Anyway, that’s when I heard it, the thing that started me thinking. That was the guy in the cheap tuxedo, and I liked him for it. When someone’s enthusiastically bad at something and couldn’t give-a-shit about what anybody else might think of them. I like that sort of thing, and I think you know what I mean. He wasn’t very good, but his enthusiasm was killing me, in a good way. Over in the corner, some guy in a bad tuxedo was murdering Jason Mraz. One man’s mundane is another man’s porn, but honestly, BMW Adventures, Touratech Trinkets and Garmin Gizmos just don’t do it for me.Īt that point, I’d kind of switched-off from the conversation. Jesus Christ, it was like a game of Top Trumps for around the world travellers, and once we’d got passed mileage, I was losing every hand. Then, having discussed who’d travelled where riding what, and established beyond all reasonable doubt that all of us were amazingly brave and incredible individuals, the conversation had moved on to more mundane matters. We’d blown so much sunshine up each other’s arses that if we’d farted in unison, I swear, we could’ve melted Siberia. I don’t mind telling you, for two hours we’d been killing each other with kindness. The beer’s just the catalyst, the shit that fertilizes the dormant seed – the seed that grows into a fertile garden of stupidity. Alcohol seems to have played an important role in most of my bad decisions, but I’m not going to blame beer, not this time at least. ![]() We were just killing time, drinking cold beer and chewing the overland fat and I can tell you, when bikers have finished riding for the day, they can really chew that fat. ![]() There were four or five of us, possibly even six, I really can’t remember. We were stragglers with nowhere to go, and in no great hurry to get there, travellers without a purpose. It was the tail end of the Horizon’s Unlimited meeting, way up in the north of Thailand, and I was sitting in a bar with a group of fellow travellers. ![]() ![]() But, at the time, I honestly hadn’t seen it coming. All of the danger signs were there, signs that I was about to be engulfed by a perfect storm of stupidity. You see, when it happened I was just a bystander, an innocent man floundering in a raging confluence of beer, boredom and bullshit. I could tell you that it wasn’t my fault, and in a way, that would be the truth. In a long list of dumb ideas, this was right up there with the worst of them. ![]()
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