Sure you will, fatty. A 450 with your fat ass on it is like a CR-50 for anyone else. You probably crush that bike into the ground with your weight while the engine strains under the load of your porky frame.

I don't have a moped. And you don't have a bike. Your brother has a bike, and he can probably ride. I bet he has a job, too.

Ever raced? Ever placed? Do tell.

Meet you in the hills? That sounds pretty gay - especially when you consider that you'd rather talk about me while your lady showers than give her any attention.

lol
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.

Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames