If my Bandit and I were the type of people who talked to each other (which we don’t 'cos that would make us craaaazy! :crazy, then the conversation we would have had today might have gone like this:
Sylvester the Bandit: (Singing) Do you wanna have fun, fun, fun? How’s about a few laughs? I can show you a good time.
Sylvester the Bandit: (Growling) Forget that bloody Zed - let me show you what a real bike is all about!
Cue Bandit cruising calmly at 125mph down the M1.
Mad Liz: (hysterically) Tee hee hee!
For an 11 year old bike with 75K on the clock, he still knows how to thrill me!
(hey, after that chinese last night? it was prob the bike callin U the fat bitch not other way round?) oops…ok then, we are BOTH fat bitches for eating all that !!