Strapping a complete toolset and a 12 pack on your leaky untrustable high maintenence AMF harley ironhead shovel sportster and just taking off- with no particular place to go. And hoping you get there without the vibration shaking the bike to pieces. Whoops- there goes my shifter- I need that. Whoops- there goes my horn- don't need that. Whoops- there goes a turn signal- might need that later. Whoops- there goes my bolts to my gastank- gonna need them. Do you realize how many women got off my paint shaker bike with completely dripping wet panties and soaked jeans? Guess that's why they called those old ironhead shovelhead harleys- milwaukee vibrators. An extra gear, a counterbalancer, and rubber engine mounts eliminated that trip to the dentist to have your fillings put back in after a ride.

if you miss your ex,, keep reloading,,, she cant run forever

I had 2 of those AMF (annoying mother f*cker) harley shovelsports. A women adjusting her makeup drove over the first one. Second one I rode until my fillings fell out. Traded it and now its in a museum. I miss the good times but not the pain and whiplash. I once told a freind I missed the bike and he said he would take me to the hardware store and strap my head into their paint shaker machine for an hour to remember the experience. He was right. I don't miss that bike.......but I do miss the wet panties.

come down to the museum they have a few of them

Ironhead shovelhead owners hold stock in "Threadlocker". I carried a tube in each pocket. Say it with me- "Threadlocker is your freind"!

...mine is in there. 74- 66. Orange with zig zag stripes- 6400 miles. Donated by keith ulicki. He called me to get the history on it. I went down and looked at it and told him "It was the most shaking vibrating piece of sh!t I ever owned"!

I miss crushin beer cans and putting them under the kickstand of my motorcycles so they wouldn't sink into the asphalt and dirt and tip over. Cuz that meant 3 things....its summer, we are riding, and at the end of the day we are drinking cold beer.

I miss wet T shirt contests. Nowadays they have become no T shirt contests. Because the minute they get wet the girls take them off and start playing with them, pinching their nipples to make them harder, and doing acrobatics with them. Its just hard to deal with.

I should be ashamed I live 2 miles from there and yesterday was the first time I went

Never be ashamed of anything. We live in sconnie nation.

the frogs croaking at night.

that special someone to stay up late just talking

warm summer nights looking at the stars.

i miss not having any responsibilities.

responsibilities suck ass.

missing my mother to go fishing with

I miss the days when I didn't have to have dialysis and could eat anything I wanted and could drink till I pissed off all my friends

bright neon colors and slouchey socks.... NOT!

I miss Mr. Softee ice cream

going to the ice cream shop and sitting in the shade.

spending hours swinging on a swing in and out of the sun and shade.