Renegade

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Toph rode a pink bike that's why

Your in

I can't remember what I did.

The page is back open. It is there so that none of us need to lose contact with each other if anything happens to this forum. Maximumbikes here!

Just incase anything happens to this forum I have reopened Maximumbikes on Farcebook so that we will not get split up. At least that way if it does close (Hopefully not) we can regroup and get another forum started. Maximumbikes

Give this link a try. You need to request membership because I cleared all members when I closed it. Maximumbikes.com This link runs out in 2 days.

Try it now

A few

(An admin paused the group on 12 September 2021.) I paused it and then we came here.

Pete hosted it and I owned it. I closed it and moved it to Facebook in around 2016 >>> Maximumbikes.com

I owned Maximumbikes and I closed it,

Who?

An update. HERE !

Oi ! Next time your in Frome call in the Co-op shop, the manageress there will knock the other one out for you, she's Gails sister my sister in law.

I don't know

I had a Thumbs up from him when I told him I had sent him a message.

He has seen the message but hasn't replied to it.

Congrats Dave

"UV radiation isn’t the only reason melanoma happens" I've had skin cancer and mine was caused by the sun.

Same here.

Triumph Bonnie

The other night I was invited out for a night with the “girls.” I told my husband that I would be home by midnight, “I promise!” Well, the hours passed and the margaritas went down way too easily. Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home. Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, realising my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution, in order to escape a possible conflict with him. (Even when totally smashed… 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos = MIDNIGHT !) The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, I told him “MIDNIGHT”… he didn’t seem pissed off in the least. Whew, I got away with that one! Then he said “We need a new cuckoo clock.” When I asked him why, he said, “Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said “oh shit” Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.