CWMC Cold Storage Bunker, Ardrossan: Another lost-weekend-style accumulation of motorized debris has found its way home this week, despite strong opposition on all fronts and intensive lobbying by various neighbourhood / community organizations. The President, faced with a severe funding shortage caused by an almost complete failure of the CWMC Cash Crop / Grow Op, simply knocked a couple zeros off the budget and went shopping anyways.
First stop of the day netted a pair
of Honda carcasses that would have best been left for the buzzards, followed by a long drive into the city to inspect another possible treasure, this time a 1976 Honda 750. Agent 533 was again roped into the Presidential shitstorm, and had the dubious honour of attempting to move the flat-tired, seized solid, 600-pound ex-motorcycle into the back of his agency transport truck.
Several hours later, with the assistance of a couple of local magpies, the machine was "secured" with a couple thousand feet of fishing line, various bits of twine and a couple of sticks. Thus equipped, the perilous return journey was completed with only a couple of stops to re-fasten and re-attach bits of the bike.
The President, incoherent with delight, proceeded to waste the rest of the weekend polishing up his new treasures and pushing them around the garage making engine sounds.
Stay tuned for more updates from the Vintage Jap Bike Division.
A person ought not drink and go motorcycle shopping. Or maybe he ought?
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The President has no reference for what happens when you aren't drunk. Possibly he would just sell everything and dedicate himself to helping others around the world. We'll never know.
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