tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18293146.post1812371866869451949..comments2024-01-24T12:12:29.738-05:00Comments on John forgot to turn off the Ipod: Taxi. For Billet. sex and drugs.steevohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12462665844197199544noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18293146.post-52052378480126925402007-11-02T21:54:00.000-04:002007-11-02T21:54:00.000-04:00Yo Steevo - I want to do the dirty dozen this year...Yo Steevo - I want to do the dirty dozen this year, but I don't know what time it goes off.<BR/><BR/>can you let me know?<BR/><BR/>burt.hoovis@gmail.com<BR/><BR/>Thanks...!<BR/><BR/>BurtBurt Friggin' Hoovishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08273797531067256254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18293146.post-78040932915155557552007-10-26T20:50:00.000-04:002007-10-26T20:50:00.000-04:00that was a great friggin' story.When I was 21 I go...that was a great friggin' story.<BR/><BR/>When I was 21 I got lost at 3:00 am when I made a wrong turn on my way home from the bar. Although I was seriously loaded, I was driving my even more drunk buddy home. I was driving slowly, trying to figure out which way to get back to Beaver Falls or somewhere else I knew. Suddenly there were three cop cars and a paddy wagon behind me, all with their lights on. As soon as they pulled me over, 50 brothers came out of nowhere all standing around to find out what was going down. <BR/><BR/>When the cop came up to my window, he asked "What the hell are you doing here?" <BR/><BR/>I replied "Looking for the suburbs, Officer."<BR/><BR/>"Have you been drinking?"<BR/><BR/>"Yes!"<BR/><BR/>Although the even involved me jacked up against the car, frisked and basically humiliated like a scene out of "cops," the cop figured out that I really wasn't trying to buy crack. He actually got into the car, drove us to the police station and make us get a cab home. I don't think he was being nice, so much as he was trying to keep us from getting killed...plus when you're a cop in Homewood you have better things to worry about than a couple of drunk kids. Lucky for me.Burt Friggin' Hoovishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08273797531067256254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18293146.post-88932554530212158172007-10-25T17:12:00.000-04:002007-10-25T17:12:00.000-04:00Don't be talkin trash about my old 'hood Homewood....Don't be talkin trash about my old 'hood Homewood. Nothing but good people there. I never would've convinced my parents to get me my first 12-speed huffy road bike if 2 of my banana-seat bikes weren't stolen while growing up there. The rest they say, is history. <BR/>SeanAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18293146.post-77603794680699383082007-10-25T14:34:00.000-04:002007-10-25T14:34:00.000-04:00you should've offered free lifetime Taxi rides in ...you should've offered free lifetime Taxi rides in exchange for her "premium services"Spicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10101420666550542602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18293146.post-45792615363415921742007-10-25T09:53:00.000-04:002007-10-25T09:53:00.000-04:00i totally love cabbie stories.i totally love cabbie stories.steve k!https://www.blogger.com/profile/18387612588015416604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18293146.post-83918717448729163392007-10-24T16:56:00.000-04:002007-10-24T16:56:00.000-04:00Worth the wait.There was a story in some MD bike r...Worth the wait.<BR/>There was a story in some MD bike rag about the Hagerstown BMX track & it's history. The make mention of the 20' triple.He to the Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10951309621225726874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18293146.post-22281880352829160942007-10-24T12:47:00.000-04:002007-10-24T12:47:00.000-04:00god, this is MUCH better than reading about traini...god, this is MUCH better than reading about training or some fancy bikes. <BR/><BR/>FBAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com