Most squidly thing you've ever seen?

got to admit i got one... Out with friends we went to the "wheelie contest". So on my way home we stop in the local fridays... on my way out we see a car load of chicks... so feeling all "stunta ish" i try my very best at a rolling burn out... needless to say the tires hooked up and threw me ALA yates http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CDvTe7ghu3k. Needless to say i dident get the chicks number but had a great learning experience

 

If you haven't met my old roommate Steve-O, your life is not yet complete. We decided back in college to get motorcycles - I ended up with a '93 Katana, and him an '89 FZR-600.

1)First day he had it, it was drizzly outside and I decided to can the parking lot learning experience. After pleading with me, we came to an agreement that he could start out in the back yard, just familiarizing himself with the clutch. Let it out a bit, roll 3 feet, pull it back - just to get an understanding of how it all works. Even though I told myself not to, I went upstairs to go to the bathroom. By the time I come back down, he has been riding around the soaking wet yard and is appraoching me from the back of the yard at a high rate of speed. Over the sound of the engine, I can hear him yell, "Oh baby, I got it now!" As soon as the words left his mouth, the bike slid out from under him and down the ditch on the side, catapulting him off superman-style into the yard.

2)Not too long after, Steve-O left his key on overnight and drained his battery. For some reason, he thought it would be a good idea to bump start the bike down our steep, rutted, dirt and gravel driveway. The bike started alright, full throttle right into the neighbor's fence.

3)A few weeks later, he's riding in the mountains on the way to play for an orchestra gig with his trumpets in a backpack. It was very late at night and failed to slow to a reasonable speed to negotiate a curve and drifted off the road at ~60mph. Realizing he could no longer control the bike in the grass at that speed, he did what any other right-minded individual would do...he jumped off the bike into the street. Somehow, some way, he and his trumpets came out unharmed.

4)The final episode with that bike was on a ride back from Pilot Mountain. We were at the peak of our squidliness and decided to pull our 2" wheelies leaving the Subway. Of course they set back down after a split second, but I had begun to back off after seeing the approaching red light. I don't have the greatest eyesight, but the light was clear as day. At the same time I backed off the throttle, Steve-O went WFO. As I am thinking, "what the hell?", his back tire lifts straight into the air and stays that way for quite some time before he does a tank slapper in the middle of the intersection and falls over. I pull up to the intersection completely dazed and in shock, as he run to the bike like a monkey and picks it up...just staring as it dumps oil all over him and the street from the busted case cover. After we came back to pick up his bike, we found he had done an endo, not rolling, but sliding the front tire leaving a blacky about 50ft. long.

That poor bike had more bondo on it than factory plastic. Don't get me started on his adventures with the gsx-r600 - looping wheelies, running over helmets with trucks...it just gets better.

 

And through you Steve-O has enriched my life too.

I bet that guy is like Steve McQueen with the ladies.

 

If you haven't heard the "snap into a slim-jim" story, or the one where he finally got the number of a girl at the bar who turned out to be a lesbian...I'll tell you over a beer

 

now that's funny!

 

Oh please tell more. This has been the best post outta the bunch. My favorite line is
"Oh baby, I got it now!"

I can just see him saying it as you tell the story probably because i can see myself saying that back in the day :up:

 

Shortly after Steve-O got his '02 Gsxr600, we headed out to a country road in the middle of nowhere to learn how to do stand-up wheelies. It was one of those days when I was faced with the camera or camcorder decision and went with the camera (which I would regret later). Before leaving, I begged him to wear his newly purchased safety gear (ie jacket, gloves, boots) but he insisted that it was too hot and said, "Look man, I just won't crash". For some reason, something just doesn't jive with me about learning stand-up wheelies for the first time and wearing khakis, a polo shirt, and loafers; but somewhere in Steve-O's brain was an assuring voice of reason convincing him that this was a good idea.
The first few attempts weren't anything to speak of, so he told me as he passed, "I'm just going to gas it harder". He tried to "bounce" it up 3 times, each one with a handful of throttle. The first 2 only served to get his tachometer up to ~10k rpms while the 3rd sent the bike skyward like the challanger.
Now we're in the middle of nowhere, Steve's bike is unridable and he looks like someone has taken a cheese grater to his body. The only way to get him home was for him to ride bitch on my bike. It was a muggy 95 degree day and as we got closer to town, we managed to hit every stoplight red. If you can imagine the looks we got from terrified soccer moms as we pulled up next to them at the lights, because not only does Steve look like he's been attacked by a lion, but he's screaming bloody murder everytime we stop because with no wind blowing, his salty sweat is seeping into his roadrash.
If you already know Steve-O, it will be no surpise that he rode for the better part of a year with only one side of his bike covered with fairing.

 

Nice stories. Keep them coming.

 

lol @ steve-o

 

For those who wants to see Steve-O

pic of after his filp...

 

He went there

 

I thought Steve-o was going to lose it when he met the Milf Hunter and his dad at VIR. Funny stuff!!! His informal polling of women in the infield about thier willingness to participate in internet porn kept me giggling all weekend. Soooo inappropriate yet sooooo funny!!!!!

 

You aren't squidly for that. I have seen expert's pull that stunt

 

Im going riding today...I'll let you know what I do.

 

Inappropriate? He is the king of inappropriate

 

A friend of mine managed to get bitten by a dog while riding his R-1 on a twisty road. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.

 

I was living in England and my first street bike was a Malaguti 50 at 16. At 17 I got a Yamaha XT125. Once I passed my test I wanted an RD250LC and asked my mom if I could get one.
She said I could if I did a 'advanced safety' police training course.
So I got my RD and started riding to the police station every Wednesday night.
Anyway on the way home from the first week of the safety course I got booked for 72 in a 30 by a bike cop PC Sampson. Right at that moment my mum was driving by and stopped in disbelief.
This happened TWICE more (booked again by Sampson & some other cop) and I ended up with 9 points before I had even finished my 'advanced' training.


Also I got attacked while riding my R1 by a rabid racoon that climbed my leg, foaming at the mouth, trying to bite me.


Another time I borrowed my brothers Honda TL125 trials bike. This bike was slow and only did about 57mph flat out. Being a trials bike it had the worst brakes ever. Anyway I was lying down flat-out in top gear on it (in a 30 zone, squid) and a cop ran out in front of me. I jammed on the brakes but couldn't stop in time. So I went around him and he had to run about 50 yards to catch up with me.

 

OMG!!! SNAP INTO A SLIMJIM BITCH!!!!

Life is just not nearly as fun without a regular dose of laughing at Steve-O!!!
"Yea Steve, I had a Starwars poster in my room......in 1985!!!"
(Yoda voice)"F@#$ you in the ass I will"

 

This thread is great.
I pulled a pretty silly move when I was in my late teens. I had been riding an FZR600 for a couple years, and was in Gatlinburg (without my bike) with a few friends. Three of us decided to rent some scooters and take them on some of the mountain roads for the day. Like most scooters, they were automatic, and the rear brake was where the clutch usually is. No prob, I'll just use the front brake...
So we pull away sporting our big ass off-white 3/4 helmets with those sweet bubble shields.
While WOT going 30 and tucked behind the handlebars, we take a road that leads to the mountains, and start climbing, getting farther and farther away. I look down, and my gas gauge is dropping fast, so we turn around.

After a stressful ride with my gauge past empty, we pull into the crowded gas station. I pull in front of the pump and open the tank to see it half full gas... those bastards at the scooter place rigged the gas gauges to show empty... grrrr
Flustered, I try to start the scooter back up and it wont start. I had an epiphany of brain flatulence and pulled what I was accustomed to being the clutch, gave it a fat handful of throttle and hit the starter. The scooter revved to life and lunged forward as I dragged both feet flintstone style. The scooter screamed across the gas station, and sideswipes a pump and tosses me forward. It was a rather loud crunch, and people from even across the street were standing up and looking over. I can hear people laughing and asking eachother if they saw that. My friends and I pick the scooter up, tuck in the dangling parts, and put the bent pump back on the holder. The scooter place was not too happy. I told them there was something wrong with the gas gauge.
I have never ridden a scooter since!

 

Don't post much,but we just had a moent at a shop I hang out at in Florida.

This guy joins a local forum like 2k of us hang out on.He buys a tl 1000 for his 1st bike.Has it one week and it's too slow.Sells it and buys a 2007 gsxr 1000.He complains it's too slow. goes -1 in the front +2 in the rear and new pipe.Still too slow.Talks about buying nos next.

Well He comes by the shop 3 weeks ago and hangs out.We all bust his balls on how squidly he is.Nice guy,but squidly.A pro stunter comes by to bs and squid starts asking how to do wheelies and blah blah.I tell him no playing in the parking lot.@ mins later I hear a bike rev.I look he's doing a wheelie comes down hard and locks both brakes.He lets off the brakes and floors it.bike flips out from him and he lands face 1st into a mustang.

5 broken bones in his face. 5 broken ribs. a fractured t5 had to drill his head open due to bleeding/swelling.


here is a squidly pic I took outta boredom lol