92KK 84WW Olaf
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I had to do this....
A long time ago Presently, in Communist Russia a land called Ireland, there was is a famous weather man named Rudolf Comberjohn.
He's always had has a 100% accuracy rate for his forecasts of the Russian Irish weather conditions. His people loved him and respected him for his faultless foresight. He was is particularly good at predicting rain. One night recent Norn Iron weekend, despite clear skies, he made the prediction on the 6:00pm news broadcast that a violent storm was approaching but that it would be good for the weekend. It would flood the town in which he and his wife lived. He warned the people to take proper precautions and prepare for the worst.
After he arrived home later that evening, his wife met him at the door and started arguing with him that his weather prediction was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard. This time, she said, he had made a terrible mistake. There wasn't a cloud anywhere within 10 miles of the village. As a matter of fact, that day had been the most beautiful day that the town had ever had and it was quite obvious to everyone that it simply wasn't going to rain. As the weekend approached we kept an eye on the weather map and noted a bad system but one that might miss us.
He told her she his fellow Eccentrics was to be quiet and listen to him. If he said it was going to rain, IT WAS GOING TO RAIN. He had all of his Russian Knuthaus heritage behind him and he knew what he was talking about. She Comberjohn argued that although he came from a proud heritage, IT STILL WASN'T GOING TO RAIN.
They argued back and forth for hours debated all week , so much that they went to bed mad at each other.
During the night journey up on the Friday , sure enough one of the worst rainstorms hit the village the travelling Eccentrics the likes of which they had never seen. That morning when Rudolf and his wife arose, they looked out the window and saw all the water that had fallen that night. Somewhere short of Norn Iron the rain stopped for the rest of the journey. As had become usual, glorious sunshine prevailed for the entire of the weekend while other parts of the country suffered deluge.
"See," said Rudolf Comberjohn, "I told you it was going to rain." His wife The Travelling Wilburys Eccentrics admitted: "Once again your prediction came true. But I want to know, just how were you so accurate, Rudolf Comberjohn?" To which he replied, "You see, Rudolf the Red knows rain dear Norn Iron tradition !"
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1992 K100LT 0193214 Bertha Blue 101,000 miles
1984 K100RT 0022575 Brutus Baja Red 578 bought 36,000 now 89,150 miles
1997 K1100LT 0188024 Wotan Mystic Red 689 58,645 now 106,950 miles Deceased.
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1968 Honda 125 SS
1970 Honda CD 175
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Oh Dear me Wed Dec 17, 2014 4:01 pm
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I just knew it. 
