U.B.O.B. going away party (George does a burnout too)

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So i'm having to move away for a few months, work and all, so we figured, what better excuse to throw a party and bbq. Location: West Oakland.
Cast: Too many degenerates from u.b.o.b. to name.
Accesories: motorcycles, tires with plenty of tread left, fireworks, smokes, crackho's, a 50cc bike, pbr and scotch, and lots of meat on the grill....

at the beginning of the evening, one of the residents came to me with an urgent look on his face....

me: what is it boy? is timmy...i mean sonny trapped in a well?
dog: ?
me: what is it boy? is sonny being harassed by a crack ho?
dog: ?

being no where near enough drunk to actually converse with the dog....i just couldn't figure out what the hell he wanted.

 

[machete]

well, it seems that the dog was thirsty, and took a shine to the PBR cans....so much so, that anytime there was one within reach, the dog would lunge for it. that would prove to be a problem as we have 5 1/2 cases of pbr sitting in the cooler.....

 

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well, it was a beautiful nite in west oakland, not a creature was stirring, not even this thing...what the hell is it?

 

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well, like any b.a.r.f. get together, it's not a party till someone gets a smart idea thru their head, and then decides to try it out. the beer was flowing, the barbecue was done, and it was time to have some fun up front. with little to no chance of having the po po come around, seeing as how they are way too busy with serious stuff out in this part of the city.......we decided to play.

BadDad calls me and says: "dude, do you want me to bring my 50?"
me: "uh....yeah...sure, dude. if you want to bring your handgun it's cool....but i think it will be okay man"
baddad: proceeds to laugh, and say, no man, the 50cc...to see what the hell we can do with it.
me:

well, as you might have guessed it turned into a freaking circus...first thing's first...how many monkeys can you get on a 50?

 

[machete]

the crowd kept getting bigger, and seeing as how the neighbor was having a show, this would be a busy nite for the neighborhood.

Linda and I.

 

[machete]

oh...yeah...back to the motos...bad dad showing us how they roll in sac!

 

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one more...

 

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squid and linda! watching the shenanigans on the street....that 50 was the best idea so far!

 

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while marco was on the street running the 50, it was time to smoke up the place.....anywhere and everywhere that we could....first up, the bike that will never die! with no rear weight on that thing, the tire just skipped back and forth as we gave sonny a nice smiley face to greet all visitors when they arrived...the smiley face was actually winking if I remember right....

 

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..and....more

 

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after some quick repair, it was time for more....

 

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of course watching all this, it doesn't take the pirate long to want to be part of the show....so out comes the DR, not before some attempts to convince him that it won't burn out. hahahaha, the hell it won't. he might have to stand next to it, and we might need to lift the rear frame a bit....but the fucker burns out like the others.....just glad it didn't launch into the shop.....

 

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not to be outdone, the 50 burns a few circles on the street!

 

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willis chimes in...as we toss a pbr can in there, and try to launch it.

 

[machete]

pass the 50, dude!

roundboy

 

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the peeps hanging about, the food was freaking awesome, and thanks to those that brought extra meat to grill....

 

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don't know what the fuck. and don't want to know. but there it is.

 

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chair surfing, with some help from....wait for it.......................from the 50.

 

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Pimps rolled in all the way from SACramento....well, elk grove, really!