h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Hi Bassman here.

I'm surprised we haven't run into each other before now, me always being on the lookout for other Bass players. Biker as well eh? I'll have to check out the link you've left at your space when I've got a minute or two to spare.

I'm riding a Suzuki GS500E at the moment, but I have plans to change it within the next 6 months or so



Bassman

(Seriously p**ssed off by an ISP slower than an arthritic snail)
Howzit! Please to meet you.
Must check out your space too!
I'm getting hopelessly lost looking for the H2G2 Motorcycle Club - I keep ending up in people's private spaces .
(goes back to searching, muttering unintelligibly)....

I joined a couple of weeks back....

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They've got a coffee shop conversation going on which I found a bit tedious - all milkshakes and nothing to do with grinding your knee sliders! (Not that I do any of that on a GS500E with decidedly dodgy front forks. It handles worse than a cow on stilts - in a shopping trolley )


Bassman

Found it! Duly filed under favourites and popped into the Bikers Rest. Conversation's a bit strained for me at the moment - but some great cleavage!

Found it! Duly filed under favourites and popped into the Bikers Rest. Conversation's a bit strained for me at the moment but some great cleavage!

Great Cleavage - it's not like me to miss great cleavage. Maybe I should give it a second chance

I hope that you're not talking of "Builder's Bum" type cleavage!!



Bassman

Heaven forbid, unless its a builder babe's bum!

Are those the ones that strip to waist along with all the chaps on the site?



Bassman

Naah! Those are butch! A builder babe is a woman paint/curtaining rep that goes onto a building site wearing a minishirt and g-string underwear and climbs up the steps to meet with the foreman to discuss samples!

I say chaps! Don't you know that those builder babe 'girls' are all transvestites?

Well! Look at what I've found - a male drool thread perhaps?

Hi Wrinkly! Baseman!

I thought I'd belatedly reciprocate your visit to my home page Wrinkled One and couldn't resist leaving a passing comment here!

Baseman, do you have poorly Pan's email addy, if not I can pass any messages on for you. Or even massages if you like...

*Returns to lurking*

Gwennie - is nowhere safe! Only the ones with no hips and visible adams apples are transvestite I went to a boys-only high school and can tell a boy-dressed-up-as-a-girl from the back row of the main hall balcony!

That reminds me of a bike rally we played last year. There were a bunch of guys - all dressed in drag, but one seemed to be taking it all too seriously, to the point where he showed the 6 of us his shaved bum. We away pretty sharpish.



Bassman

You might be able to tell the difference Wrinkled One, but does it 'bother' you (as it obviously does Mr Bassman who couldn't be seen for dust!), especially as you attended a boys-only high school?

*Wonders whether the guy at the bike rally shaved or waxed his bum hair*

Naah! Gwennie it doesn't bother me when males or females flash bums (waxed, shaven or hairy) at me. But I'll admit I do get nervous when limp-wristed males(?) try to persuade me to bare mine in their direction .

*How do you reconise a macho man? He's the one that jogs home after his vasectomy!*

One of the guys I used to work with played a basket ball match the day after he had his vasectomy...Mind you, until then I'd always regarded him as a bit of a wimp.

A telly programme aimed at ladettes over here had members of a (male) rugger team having various areas of body hair being removed by waxing and they really were a bunch of wimps, especially when it came to their bum and chest hair! Even my hubby's eyes were watering!

Why shave chest/bum hair for rugger? Don't the boys like hair in the showers afterwards or what? Men have hair, women don't... Did you originally come from NZ?

The chaps were having their hair removed as entertainment for the 'ladies' or ladettes as they're more commonly known over here. The show was more like a weekly televised hen party, if you catch my drift...

My better half, John was born in NZ and we lived there for a couple of years (on the Hibiscus Coast, North of Auckland) where I learned to become a diving widow. I was born and dragged up to what passes for adulthood just outside of London, in the Tropic of Ruislip.

I wouldn't say that I was prejudiced against any group of people, be they of any colour, religion, or sexuality, it just happened that the guy was weird and frankly unpleasant as an individual.



Bassman

Prejudiced? A South African? No seriously, we have a lot of history to get behind us and we are working through it! I 'emigrated' from the old SA to Norapasa (i.e. non-racial-post-apartheid-South-Africa) in '94 and haven't looked back since. Tolerance, mutual respect and love will win through!
What others do in the privay of the bedroom, on the kitchen table, in the living room, next to the swimming pool (or in my case on a sun-drenched deserted beach ) is their business!

I must admit that I probably would have a mile (or two) if I'd been in your boots Bassman, as I'm not used to having male nether regions flashed in my direction (more's the pity) and I was only joshing so please don't be cwoss wiv me!

Your sun drenched and deserted beaches sounds wonderful WR! . Don't you have to worry about s and things? We lived about ten minutes walk from the beach in NZ and it was deserted most of the time. I used to take the kids and dog there for a picnic lunch and a play in the rock pools.

Oh why did we return to the UK? The last time I was on a beach here, I was looking at a nuclear power plant in the distance!