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Sep 13, 2007 20:17

Michelle (unfortunately) lives next to a bikie. He doesn't cause them any trouble, but one doesn't ask what goes on in the shed.

I was over on saturday morning for breakfast, and apparently he, and several gang members like to go on a lovely morning ride every saturday. Michelle is now use to the revving engines, but I was transfixed. They were so loud and the bikes so shiny and it was all so surreal. Some of them were wearing skeleton masks, it was bizzare.

Michelle kept having to say, "Maddy, stop staring at the bikies. Never make eye contact". It took me quite a number of reminders to finally turn away.

I'm glad they don't know where I live.
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