You all know the big tough motorcycle clubs with the mean nasty
don’t mess with us names? The Outlaws, Renegades,
Hells Disciples, Devil Riders, The Scorpions…
We’ve seen the clubs by the side of the road, painted black
with at least a dozen bikes out front at all times of the day or night.
Sometimes there is an actual motorcycle
speared on the roof - not sure why but there must be a point to it – maybe it
was a rivals bike and it’s proudly displayed with a pole through it to show
they are the meanest, baddest club in town.
Or maybe it’s so you can see the club from blocks away and avoid it? Or even join?
Well, apparently those bad boys get older. The ponytails don’t go away – they just fade
to gray.
And the club names?
Well, as far as I can tell – this gentleman belongs to the “Sons of
Arthritis” I could be wrong, but I don’t think so because doesn’t it also say “Ibuprofen”
underneath the bike??
Either his suspender straps hit in the funniest spots to
block out his mean motorcycle club name and town or they have great senses of
humor. Does this mean the club house is
painted blue instead of black – to represent Advil?
Next thing you know, they’ll all be riding three wheelers –
vroom, vroom, vroommmm…………. Easy Riders forever man!
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