Reposting this I found on another thread...

That first story about the wedding party... classy ;-)

Perhaps (ha! Almost certainly) there will be an electric car that has a fleshlight built in. After all, you don’t need to concentrate on driving, and you need something to do on long journeys.

Ladies and gents, I give you the Mercedes EXT-92.

And you thought those tanks in the back were for petrol...

I’ve had a few brand loyalties over the years. As a youth (or y00f, as I believe is the correct spelling), I was very keen on the Rover SD1. Despite all the shortcomings of the British car industry (wiring looms made out of string and spit, bodywork that rusted before your eyes and so on), this was, in my eyes anyway,…

The duck face is strong with them.

I posted this before, so excuse the copy/paste...

Me and both of my brothers learned to ride on one of these “Monkee Bikes” as they were known (because the Monkees used to ride them on their TV show).

Many years ago, a friend of my brother’s had an old Honda Cub that was very much at the end of its life, so we gave it a glorious send off by filling it with a couple of pints of nitromethane we had left over from a day at the (drag) races.

Ah, the old Metro 6R4 - my favourite of the Group B monsters, especially when you consider it was based on this:

Never happened to me, but years ago while driving past a local motorcycle dealer I saw a young lad ride out onto the road on his brand new moped while his father watched on proudly.

Wait... WaitWaitWaitWait...

I actually quite dislike post-apocalyptic tales. I’ll happily watch them and enjoy them, but afterwards I start overthinking it and get depressed.

Bikes will suffer the same problem as cars - rubber tyres perishing, chains rusting, brake cables seizing and rusting, brake pads wearing out.

Not quite as extreme as that, but I once had my house fitted with air conditioning because one of my rats had asthma and the vet told me the warm, humid air in summer and autumn exacerbated it.

Not a bike theft story as such, but it involves a bike and theft, so here goes...

That is a thing of beauty. I love it...

Dear BMW,

Forget the plane (although it’s cute in a pudgy sort of way), I want that autoclave!