Oh, darling motorcyclists—I do understand your feeling of joy and happiness as you get your bikes out and throw yourselves around the province. What I don’t understand is why you have to rev at dangerously high volumes in residential areas. You’re wearing earplugs, so you probably don’t notice but even a few floors up my paint is peeling in shock. —Whassat you say?
This article appears in Apr 20-26, 2017.
A bunch of asshole bikers did this on Argyle a couple years ago while I was on the patio eating lunch. They would just stop and rev the shit out of there bikes. I think it’s that small penis thing they’ve got going.
Don’t worry, I’m sure your nasally whine can be heard over even the loudest of Harleys, continuing long after they have left your neighborhood.