The year after my mother was shot she moved in with two old biker dudes. They were cool and had several vintage Harley's in the garage. The prize was a 48 pan head with the suicide shifter. Completely original down to the paint. It was coming up on Memorial Day that year and they invited us to go to Gulfport Mississippi for the top fuel Harley drag races. I was 16 my brother was 15 and the buddy we went with was 18. Back then you could buy alcohol at 18 in Louisiana. We took full advantage of this. It was about a 9 hour drive from our town to the races and we had to cross Louisiana to get there.
Once we arrived we had to check in to the camping area where all the hardcore bikers were staying. In order to get to the meet up site we had to go through a gauntlet that was known as pervert ally. So named for the bikers slowly meandering through with their old ladies on tha back flashing their.....well you know. Being three teenaged boys, we lingered a little longer than we should have and were checking out the completely unexpected debauchery.
One overzealous spectator ran up to one of these grizzly old bikers to try and get a closer look, he was met with an unapologetic fist straight to the chin. He dropped like he got shot with a sniper rifle. The next night me and my brother and our buddy were three sheets to the wind when they put on a wet tshirt contest, which immediately became a lets ee who can get naked the fastest contest. We wandered around the camp ground all night in drunken stupors until this tiny woman approached us and asked if we would be interested in buying sex from her. All this while her giant biker boyfriend was right behind her. Of course my brother said hell yeah we are interested!
We didn't have any more money, she wanted $20.00 apiece from us. When they figured out that we were broke the boyfriend got all uptight and started yelling at us about how they needed the money and whatnot. Well he was old and we were young so we bolted and got back to our tent for the rest of the night. We spent the next two days dodging that guy while we watched the drag races and topless biker women to our hearts content. We got back home that Monday night around midnight and got up and went to school the next morning. Obviously, no one believed the tales we had to tell.
Guess I'll leave it here for now.....
M: 39 W:38 D: 11 S: 7 T: 18 M:13 I suspect problem: 8/15 ILYB: 9/15 Never quit on love I ask her to leave:10/15
