i have to agree with @Purity14 on this one, biker chicks always want you for them selfs throw tantrums because you want to go for a ride with mates and not take them somewere romantic, were in actual fact that romantic place always ends up a fooking arguement because your going to fast, leaning the bike too far over there pony tail is dragging the floor. oh did i mention also they are fooking bullies always want there own way.. ok needless to say i had a bad experiance lol. oh and fook the grammer police lol
I've had my fair experience of female bikers on this forum who've had "issues" shall we say. And I can tell you all now, NONE of them hold a candle to the female nutters I've known who were nothing to do with this forum or bikes in general!! I do find it amusing though that some people make these generalised sweeping comments about "mental biker chicks" but then also choose to completely ignore some of the equally mental and deranged male bikers we've all known, both on and off this forum!
Sounds like most of you lot are meeting the wrong girls full stop Some are just mental whether biker chicks or not, :roflmao: Most of my female mates love being a pilly bitch for the day.
You can take my wife if you like getting ear ache she may need some work for the mot though still rides not bad
Never a truer word spoken. The grass always looks greener on the other side, but that's down to the additional manure.
My misses got into biking because I refused to chauffeur her around in her car no longer, balls to driving her to Wakefield then back home her then back to pick her up. So I come home and she had a set of leathers and said wemte going on the bike. Fast forward a few months & she bought me a 4k Go Pro due to the sheer No of knobs on the road and after saying "no more bikes" I now have 6 Downside is she won't take her test unless I buy her a retro scooter and no one looks good on a scooter in a race suit. I meet girls all the time, just be yourself and go with that 'balls out confidence', works most of the time. No creepy facebook shite, no texting, just 'hi, I'm Will, fancy a ride out? I've got a spare lid that will fit you' done. (Buy a small so she doesnay think about having a fat head and let her wear the medium) Ride to Chester, ice cream, walk around the walls and snog the face offa her then feed her up @Hickories by the water. Sorted. If nothing else it's a nice day out & lots of bikers there usually.
Not me bud. I was nicely hitched when I was an instructor and never strayed. However, the throbbing of a little 125 piston between a lasses legs means opportunity does present frequently, although not as often as Salsa tutoring.
When I was an accountant I had to beat them off with a shitty stick. Just a mention of trial balances gets them going.
