It was a great night for bike night. Clear skies and cool but comfortable weather. There was another huge turnout in Austintown. I think this is becoming the most popular bike night in the area.
Here is Dan. He figures if he wears this crazy hat the chicks will think he is French and that will attract them. I doubt if his system will work.
Holy crap. It seems to be working. She has no idea he is not French. I really doubt he will get any more action.
Cheerleaders? I mean, I turn my back on this guy for one minute and there he is hound dogging more women.
“Yes, I would like to buy a calendar. I have been having such a hard time keeping track of the days, so this will be a great help! I am so glad you cheerleaders showed up a bike night tonight!”
This dude is just pathetic now. He buys a $10 calendar just so the cheerleaders will talk to him.
Holy crap. More of these guys reaching into their pockets to buy calendars. What that crap? Do these guys even know how to read a calendar? Really, it is just pathetic.
Look how happy the simple man is. “Take my picture! Take my picture!” he is screaming. How sad it all is.
Thats right. Now the other one starts with the whole “Take my picture” thing. At least Mark got her to put her hand on his ass. Dan did not get any of that action.
Once again, I have never seen a man so happy about the purchase of a calendar. The pictures really don’t do justice. To see this whole event in person was almost enough to make me puke. These dudes are flat out sad.
Look at me! I know what day it is!
The cheerleaders ran out of interest with them both when they found out found out that Dan and Mark were out of money, so it was time for Dan to move on to his next victim. She was pretty nice and was passing out fliers for the Teamsters Poker Run to benefit the Rescue Mission. So now Dan says if you pose for a picture with me my friend Tank will post your poker run on his web site. She seems unimpressed, so then he lies and says that I am world famous and stuff so she reluctantly poses for a picture with him. This means that he has pretty much turned me into his pimp, and it makes me feel dirty inside.
Click here for more information on the poker run.
By now I am thinking this guy is tired of chasing women around and the next thing I know he is saying “Take my picture” again! This guy is just a male slut. I mean he is totally out of control. I guess women really do like guys from France. And guys who buy calendars.