aarkwilde

aarkwilde t1_je3j6x4 wrote

When some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall maniac grabs your neck, taps the back of your favorite head up against the barroom wall, and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks you if ya paid your dues, you just stare that big sucker right back in the eye, and you remember what ol' Jack Burton always says at a time like that: "Have ya paid your dues, Jack?" "Yessir, the check is in the mail."

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aarkwilde t1_jat8bz6 wrote

The only leather jacket I ever saw that I would consider buy it for life was a friends Harley Davidson that was made out of bison hide or something. It was very thick and dated back from the sixties.

I have been looking for anything like it. No luck. Maybe something custom made would suit, but I can't afford that.

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