"It's not your motorcycle anymore, Steve. Your motorcycle is already gone, and if you know what's good for you you'll shoot that... thing, before the next full moon."

Bill liked his bikes like he liked his women. Furry with gas.

The other bikers started getting worried that Jim was becoming a bit effeminate when he got a fur coat for his bike. They REALLY got worried when he got breasts.

Hello? Bambi? You'll never guess who I ran into the other day!

Very few people knew Daniel Boone survived the Alamo... or his secret to Time Travel.

'How much is that little doggy in the window?'

Most bikers clean their bikes after taking out wildlife on the road. Not Arizona Joe. He just let the roadkill pile on.

And now, from the brilliant creators of the Furby and the Walking-Talking-Taekwondo-Tard, comes the MotorShitFur

Greg's lack of reading skills finally caught up with him when he parked for a bite to eat at "'PITA' Headquarters".

It's a motaun: like a moped, except it's half motorcycle, half tauntaun. If it runs out of gas, you can cut it open and climb inside to stay warm!

That is a Koala on the headlights, a snow leopard on the mud guard, a sumatran tiger on the back, a very rare albino tasmanaian devil on the seat and a south american swamp vole on the rack.

Hello? Is Whoppleflopple Elementary open today?

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