Blogs

“I go to the front door and what do I see? Yes, of course the eagle that soars above my house like a mountain shark, but also four rice-smelling Bushidos from Yamaha.”

Published on February 1st, 2020 | by Boris

Hola, putas! I know you have missed me but I have been busy. That Instagram mierde will not post itself, you know. Gigi used to do it for me when I was developing the mierda Ducati... Read More →

TREATMENT SUCCESSFUL

Published on January 6th, 2020 | by Al

Times are hard when kangaroos are doing it tough... Read More →

SMOKE ON THE WATER

Published on November 21st, 2019 | by Al

We did what’s becoming the usual on the Australian MotoGP weekend: headed in the opposite direction, rode winding roads, booked into a seaside hotel and watched the race on the big screen while drinking icy cold... Read More →

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DOWN AT THE GLOBE

Published on October 13th, 2019 | by Al

And this time it was with Gonzo because it was a double demerits weekend and we needed something to thumb our noses at... Read More →

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FIRST BLOOM OF LOVE RECALLED

Published on August 24th, 2019 | by Al

Even the cops know there’s no money in Thursdays... Read More →

Dear George

“Boring, tedious Putas! The lot of you. Nothing but a herd of quick-shitting she-donkeys too scared to make the passing and the accelerations.”

Published on August 6th, 2019 | by Boris

Dear worthless putas, What was that rubbish? I fell asleep twice. Carlito had to whisper to me to wake me. The most exciting thing of the Bern race was watching stupid Uncini trying not... Read More →

Dear George

“I do not need a spine to race against that harem of worthless has-beens, waiters, poodles, Can-Can dancers, beer-pigs, Tom Cruise, corpses, unshaved gorillas, Oliveira, and frightened, sad-eyed mops who cry all the time.”

Published on July 31st, 2019 | by Boris

Dear Poo-eegah, Not a single visit. Not single postcard. Not a single basket of fruit and chocolates. I have been regrowing my spine for two months now and you have not even called me. Has... Read More →

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UNACCEPTABLE BEHAVIOUR IGNORED

Published on June 3rd, 2019 | by Al

James from work said he was sick of riding on the train and he was looking for a cheap bike... Read More →

Dear George

“Put the bowing pads on the floor so the Respol Bushidos do not bruise their delicate faces making the kow-tow to me when I return in glorious victory glory.”

Published on May 31st, 2019 | by Boris

Dear Poo-eegah, I have returned to Yellow Putaland. And my headache has returned to my face. What is wrong with these chimpanzees? The last racer he beat was Agostinelli in 1925. Yet they still burn... Read More →