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Famous Ex-Girlfriends: Biker Chick.

Posted by todd Sun, 12 Sep 2004 05:18:00 GMT

UPDATE: Apparently a lot of people get here looking for pics of ex girlfriends. I presume the ones below are really what you want... click for more :)

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Introduction.
As a 29 year old single guy, I've had a few girlfriends in my life. Some were good, some were bad, some were funny. My married friends like to live vicariously through my most awkward moments, so I'm going to post the particularly odd stories. This is only the first installment, and I'll try to put one up every day.

Don't read this the wrong way, a lot of these women are still very good friends of mine. In fact, if you recognize that a story is about you, post a comment and say hi! (or possibly tell me to go to hell, depending on your version of the story)

The Biker Chick.
Now, I know what you are thinking. You might say "Todd, you are so hip and a real tough guy to boot! What could possibly go wrong with you dating a woman with a motorcycle?" Picture a computer nerd riding on the back of a Honda Valkyrie and you might be getting close. Luckily she was not wearing a shirt that read "If you can read this, the bitch fell off".

About two weeks after meeting Biker Chick, she invited me over to her house for a beer with her family. It started off a little strange, what with her huge father rebuilding an engine in the garage with her brother and all. The whole family sat in the garage and drank Bud, and it was actually pretty fun at first.

Bikers, for good reason, aren't big fans of drinking and driving. I understood this concept and didn't drink very fast, or so I thought. After my second drink her father came up to me, handed me another beer and said (no joke) "I don't like drinking and driving, but you are going to stay here with (Biker Chick) tonight, right?".

Now, I've SEEN biker movies. Thinking I was clearly being set up for a beating, I looked at BC for some help with the appropriate answer, and she just smiled. So I agreed and took the beer. This man was honestly more concerned about my driving after two beers than he was about me sleeping in his daughters bed the first time he met me. Who was I to blow against the wind? A family of bikers can drink a lot of Budweiser.

The next day Biker Chick asked me if I wanted to go to the Sturgis Bike Rally with them. As tempting as riding into a gigantic Harley fest, on the back of a Honda, with a girl driving might seem; I decided it was a poor life choice and declined.

Maybe next year.