Fucking car is driving like a dream. But it is 60 degrees and raining so I rode the motorcycle today. Last ride of the year for sure.

 

Here lies Vlad.

 

Ima come live downstairs. Gonna Frenchify this shit.

 

Lost the rear just after leaving my house this morning, tires (Pirelli Diablo) are quite poor in the wet. That's okay though, didn't crash (didn't even wobble actually). This is how you learn.

 

Sounds boring.

 

Just learnin'!

 

Vlad


How long have you been riding?

 

Because white bread

Asian landlord be like.. fook yu, pay me!
You have guest over, spend night, pay me doubre!

How many properties you have now TB?

 

Sup.

 

he's gluten intolerant

 

It was the big bike week in Galveston a couple weekend ago. We were down in the area and I watched a crusty old drunken Harley dude go ripping out of the parking area while turning left onto the main strip. Fool started to lowside, got off the gas momentarily and stood it back up before getting on the gas and kept the momentum going into a highside but I'll be damned if the dude didn't just motor through it and keep slip-sliding down the road without wrecking.

I swear he died twice but nope.

I was impressed and disappointed at the same time.

 

Just in time for Wassiss Wednesday!

 

Riding in the wet is how you refine your skills.. or die. You either get better or die.

 

neexxxxxxx is a ratard

 

#wisdomwednesday

 

Chillin, just got back from getting Jade a gps chip inserted in under her skin. Fuck Joe scared me.

 

It's ritard..

 

pussy

 

Reported

 

que, pasta y'all!!!

fixed!

 

 

Vlad. Sell your motorcycle please. Go be a hooning dbag surrounded by airbags and metal like Joe Fuck.

 

I'm tired of not being surprised when peeps share new stories of a dead buddy or one who's grossly fucked the fuck up. There are also a ton of people that are fine every day riding. But I don't care, we need you alive. We you.

it's a numbers game. Ask Frantz, he'll tell you to cash in your chips now.

 

Q: Did you hear about the Italian chef that died? A: He pasta way.


Q: What do blonds and spaghetti have in common? A: They both wiggle when you eat them.

 

You're getting your jokes from SB again, aren't you?

 

You eat pussy?... pussy.

 

And Gary..


speaking of which.. Hope he's doing well, enjoying the high life...
you know.. because Colorado..

 

I know, I know, but I just can't do that. Something about ethics, yadda, yadda, and morals, blah, blah.

We've been lucky with the tenants we have. Treat them well and they treat the place are staying in well in return. Or, at least for now, anyway.

I wanted to get more into the rental business, but now I'm not so sure anymore. We'll keep the places we have now, but I don't think I want to acquire more of them. I want to try something else. I don't even want to be an engineer anymore, to be honest.

As for how many places- we have three doors, not including our own.

 

 

eat pussy and ass...

Thanks Trick Daddy...
didn't get a chance to respond that day, Maj...but I once got pushed out of my lane by that fool. Local highway, late at night...on a curve...big lime green suburban...I just move over and look over hard and am greeted with a fantastically Opa Locka grill...

We love the kids.

 

Saw a vid recently of a rider who slid under a big rig.. really freak accident. Brains hanging out.. splattered everywhere.

Saw another vid where a truck crushed the lower half of a riders body. Fucking legs here and there.. they were still alive, conscious. Fucking touching their intestines, trying to keep their shit together (literally). Eventually bled out.. fucking minutes later.

 

Fucking gruesome.

I've been forbidden to own a motorcycle by wifey, after my car crash back in 2010. I'd be dead if I was on a bike. And AZ would be a nicer place

 

definitely a more fun place, if not nicer... more widespead waisism...



Told myself I always wanted to get an M1 license too.. for whatever reason.. I love road cycling, figured motorcycle was the next logical step.. nah gf would kill me if i didn't kill myself first.. I may just get the license just to say i got it though

 

I became an engineer to make a change. If you're not making a change, it becomes about the change.. in yo pocket. I hear you. Best thing to do is get rich AF and make a change or do what you love in your leisure time. Any ideas what you want to jump into?

I just fooking with you, don't be a slumlord. I'll say this.. my brosef worked for GE (part of their gruesome exec program.. path to CFO camp). He left, grinded it out in real estate for a few years, then became a broker and started his own business. During that time he acquired properties, managing them, selling some when the time was right.

Anyways, in less than 8 years, millionaire.. still running the office, but he made a goal to get a solid foundation beneath him. I'm sure his real estate business alone is doing millions in business revenue every year. But it's his properties that really put him in the fuck you money zone.

 

 

 

I met someone on my trip whose name was "Deepu".

I won't lie, I raffed a bit.

 

My Mom's passive-aggressive comment to me when she heard my comment about getting a motorcycle for fun: "Please change your last name."

 

 

They quote the fuck you money thing on some show coming out on Showtime too IIRC...