tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post1876284459550216923..comments2023-12-11T03:32:58.722-05:00Comments on Twisted Roads By Jack Riepe: When Riding Buddies Turn Rogue...Jack Riepehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-58637561341107187652012-05-06T11:33:39.312-04:002012-05-06T11:33:39.312-04:00Nice one Jack. had my chuckling over my breakfast....Nice one Jack. had my chuckling over my breakfast. time to hit the road. the alaska highway is waiting!Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06606446271603142230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-23446450079436405082012-04-28T20:44:05.907-04:002012-04-28T20:44:05.907-04:00Jack,
Sent you an email with my review of your ci...Jack,<br /><br />Sent you an email with my review of your cigar book. Put me down for one of your new ones once the sensors have released it for distribution. Let me know how to send you money for it.<br /><br />Regarding being "hell" on women and brakes, leaving both worn after a great weekend....OH MY!!! I ummm bet you DO!!!Michellenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-88838159343866649262012-04-28T13:09:33.949-04:002012-04-28T13:09:33.949-04:00This habit of mine, snorting coffee out of my nose...This habit of mine, snorting coffee out of my nose while reading your blog, is really getting annoying...Dan Mckenziehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10753099533481777012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-27834263246417860872012-04-27T10:08:00.941-04:002012-04-27T10:08:00.941-04:00Dear Michael:
Fill the Prozac void with a morning...Dear Michael:<br /><br />Fill the Prozac void with a morning glass of Jamesons... Smile... And meditate for 20 minutes, looking at the photo I've sent you on your office email.<br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-10833161494950605992012-04-26T20:33:32.389-04:002012-04-26T20:33:32.389-04:00Jack,
I just dropped prozac from my pile of drugs ...Jack,<br />I just dropped prozac from my pile of drugs I've been taking, so I'm a bit vulnerable to women who speak in euphemisms and double entendre.<br />MichaelCantwellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17512417293017303810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-42738825328361908862012-04-26T13:37:04.961-04:002012-04-26T13:37:04.961-04:00Dear Mr. Williams:
Not all of us are as pure as n...Dear Mr. Williams:<br /><br />Not all of us are as pure as new-born daisies, riding around on Vespas. No doubt there will be a time when the harpies from Macbeth will appeal to me... But that moment isn't now.<br /><br />Thank you for reading my blog, such as it is, and for commenting. <br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/ReepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-37241461733010533072012-04-26T13:34:19.227-04:002012-04-26T13:34:19.227-04:00Dear Ihor:
Slatterns are people too... I remember...Dear Ihor:<br /><br />Slatterns are people too... I remember that Hudson County bar and I remember the Sea Hag too. Okay, she was the "Sea Hag." <br /><br />There was another woman there named "Pam." I had designs on Pam until I ewal;ked into my apartment one night and found my brother doing her on the coffee table.<br /><br />Thanks for reading Twisted Roads, and for writing in. <br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-46240999574300441732012-04-26T13:12:40.126-04:002012-04-26T13:12:40.126-04:00Gee, if you just would have been open to adventure...Gee, if you just would have been open to adventure with grandma you could have drank that Irish Whisky yourself.<br /><br />You should try harder to be open to the unexpected opportunities life sends your way Mr. Riepe.Steve Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04540977884513559091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-23692138306235697482012-04-26T12:39:13.712-04:002012-04-26T12:39:13.712-04:00Was there a pattern revealed in this adventure? I ...Was there a pattern revealed in this adventure? I recall a similar occasion when you left me and our pal waiting in the car while you went into a H Co. bar on our way to the ADKs. After 40 minutes I went in to retrieve you and you were in the company of the Sea Hag. She tried to suggest a trip upstairs but I cut her off and rousted you out the bar door. You need no other such encounters even though many of the slatterns are younger than us! Youthful horrors are not better, just less worn.Plooyp,Ihornoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-90313714243885479762012-04-26T10:28:36.227-04:002012-04-26T10:28:36.227-04:00Dear Cantwell:
Trolling is a practice best reserv...Dear Cantwell:<br /><br />Trolling is a practice best reserved for bass. <br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-12919695462313224492012-04-26T10:27:35.571-04:002012-04-26T10:27:35.571-04:00Dear Michelle:
Any time I use the word "tits...Dear Michelle:<br /><br />Any time I use the word "tits" in a sentence, it is a direct quote from someone else. I prefer to think of them as "rosettes," as my preference is for little ones. This has prompted riding buddies of mine to suggest I'm somewhat warped. So be it. <br /><br />And I never really look at a woman's ass first, unless it is between me and the door in a burning building. However, I do know how to write about one, when the moment presents itself. <br /><br />Yet it has been said that I am hell on women and disk brakes, leaving both burned and worn after a good weekend. <br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-9030628740466615642012-04-26T09:29:33.323-04:002012-04-26T09:29:33.323-04:00Dear Michelle,
Sigh.
MichaelDear Michelle,<br /><br />Sigh.<br /><br />MichaelCantwellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17512417293017303810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-65066850182469557332012-04-25T19:55:20.423-04:002012-04-25T19:55:20.423-04:00Jack,
Never thought you were that kind of guy. A...Jack,<br /><br />Never thought you were that kind of guy. Any guy who actually notices more than a girls tits and ass, knows the power of the "whole" performance..the slow warming up of the engine, the eventual high speed turns and then the enjoyment of the after burn once the ride is done.Michellenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-45928265345929417142012-04-25T10:22:51.982-04:002012-04-25T10:22:51.982-04:00Dear Michelle:
Thank you for your kind and though...Dear Michelle:<br /><br />Thank you for your kind and thought-provoking comment today. The time will come when Bregstein and I will be off on another adventure, and my revenge will know no bounds. <br /><br />I will have you know that I was never a "Wham, Bam, Thank You M'am, kind of rider even before I rode a BMW. I prefer the long, slow approach to romance, that culminates in "after play." That's having a beautiful woman pad around, bare-foot and bare-assed in the kitchen, hustling my breakfast. <br /><br />If nothing else, I am a true romantic. <br /><br />I'm delighted this story made you laugh.<br /><br />Thanks for reading Twisted Roads, and for leaving a comment. <br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-92193893950462843712012-04-24T18:28:35.355-04:002012-04-24T18:28:35.355-04:00Jack,
Hillarious!!! I can just picture you with a...Jack,<br /><br />Hillarious!!! I can just picture you with a cigar in your mouth blown to bits, haha. I hope your revenge on Bregstein does him justice. And next time an older woman asks you something like that maybe you will be sure not to "ass-u-me" that the request is for her. <br /><br />As for your comment about wanting/needing a NON-Beemer girl at that moment, giggle, I can ummm understand that. It is one of the things that attracts me to BMW bikers. They aren't the wham-bam-thank you mam kinda guys. Especially the IBA type riders. It's all about the "ride", haha. And whether they can "go the distance?" possibly even pushing their "limits"? Even when they are "tired" they don't give up and rather "push" on, haha. If you meet a biker that only has a few miles under his belt or on his odometer and just bar hops, then you know that their "endurance" would be substandard, grin. Give me a BMW / IBA man any day!!!Michellenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-66728244575305466262012-04-24T17:08:19.624-04:002012-04-24T17:08:19.624-04:00Dear Charlie6 (Dom):
When it comes to humor, ther...Dear Charlie6 (Dom):<br /><br />When it comes to humor, there isn't much difference between Bregstein and a cigar store Indian. But I am looking forward to riding with him to Lancaster, to West Virginia, and to upstate New York, as soon as I have another "K" bike. There is no better riding partner. <br /><br />Thanks for reading Twisted Rosds and for writing in.<br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-8586634697517900862012-04-24T17:05:12.275-04:002012-04-24T17:05:12.275-04:00Dear Vinnie D:
You must be from fuckin' Bayon...Dear Vinnie D:<br /><br />You must be from fuckin' Bayonne... No one from Hudson County refers to the community where they live as a "fucking town." Even the pilgrims, the ones who got off the boat in Jersey City, said, "We have arrived in the shithole of milk and honey."<br /><br />So you have initials "VD?" I think I knew your sister. <br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-59920100233109838132012-04-24T17:01:17.241-04:002012-04-24T17:01:17.241-04:00Dear Grin Rieper:
Do you ride in a parallel unive...Dear Grin Rieper:<br /><br />Do you ride in a parallel universe in which lollipops and cheese Danish grow on trees? I suspect you know the Dr. Jeckyl Dick Bregstein, while I ride with the Mr. Hyde Dick Bregstein. <br /><br />Did I ever tell you about the time we were riding to an Amish singles bar, and Bregstein smeared dog shit on my K75 pegs? <br /><br />I walked up to a beautiful Amish maiden and asked if she wanted to dance. Her reply was a couple of sniffs, before asking me if I had a Saint Bernard or a Grand Pyrenees? <br /><br />Thank you reading Twisted Roads and for writing in.<br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-45086148204505681642012-04-24T16:55:41.430-04:002012-04-24T16:55:41.430-04:00Dear Shango:
In one of my past marriages, a beaut...Dear Shango:<br /><br />In one of my past marriages, a beautiful but super-pissed-off-at-the-time wife took one of my guns down from the wall, pointed it at me, and pulled the trigger, in an effort to bring a household dispute to a successful conclusion. <br /><br />It wasn't loaded... That week. It's true, my romantic dry spells tend to go on a bit... But when the storm breaks, wow! I will find a rider woman who likes getting out into the country, pushing the speed limit, and taking the lead when it comes to finding little country inns, with great bars and quaint rooms with fireplaces. <br /><br />I'll make you a bet... And I think it would be cool if she rode Milwaukee Iron too. <br /><br />Thanks for reading Twisted Roads and for writing in. <br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-6919830101309452012-04-24T16:48:35.583-04:002012-04-24T16:48:35.583-04:00Dear Road Captain:
Don't be such a stranger.....Dear Road Captain:<br /><br />Don't be such a stranger... After all, who could be stranger than Teflon Dick? I recommend the following blog episodes for your reading pleasure: <br /><br />My Youth — R.I.P.<br />http://jackriepe.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-youth-rip.html<br /><br />Really Stupid Things I Did On A Motorcycle -- Part One<br />http://jackriepe.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html<br /><br />Thanks for reading Twisted Roads and for leaving a comment. Mention us to your friends.<br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-23633255087061009532012-04-24T16:44:31.032-04:002012-04-24T16:44:31.032-04:00Dear Teflon Dick (Bregstein):
You have bested me ...Dear Teflon Dick (Bregstein):<br /><br />You have bested me one more time... It's true. But I want to be there at Hermy's the next time you walk in and get welcomed as "Teflon Dick." That will be revenge enough.<br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-9942647254160729262012-04-24T16:41:55.185-04:002012-04-24T16:41:55.185-04:00Dear Beemer Girl (Steel Cupcake):
I first used th...Dear Beemer Girl (Steel Cupcake):<br /><br />I first used the analogy of attempting to change one's sexual orientation (meaning straight or gay)with regards for helmet preference. The line read: "It is easier to talk a rider into changing their sexual orientation than it is get them to reverse their position on helmet use — regardless of what that position may be." And as far as I am concerned, that's true. <br /><br />But a good friend of mine, who is currently restoring a 1953 Vincent Black Shadow, made a point of saying the preference for an "R" bike or a "K" bike is largely a matter of religion. I like riding a picturesque slice of slab, and I like going like hell when I do it. <br /><br />I do intend to give the "R" bike argument a good listen though. Even if it means eating crow pie for years. <br /><br />Thanks for coming back three times in one episode.<br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-53007763264757408672012-04-24T16:31:11.927-04:002012-04-24T16:31:11.927-04:00Dear Michael Cantwell:
I went for a walk in a nat...Dear Michael Cantwell:<br /><br />I went for a walk in a nature preserve the other day, and got a thorn in my balls stepping over a bush. Yet a thorn in the balls made me wonder, "How is Michael Cantwell doing these days?" <br /><br />And lo' and behold, there was a note from you today!<br /><br />I have been thinking about three wheels, but not very seriously. a new Hannigan conversion trike (BMW K1200LT) runs around $28,000. And my lovely daughter Katherine once said, "Trikes are for old people." <br /><br />I want something I can lean into a turn, with the tach tapping the red line, to get my attention. You did get the size of my balls right in your comment though. I have no idea when I can get up there again. <br /><br />Thanks for reading Twisted Roads and for rattling my cage with a comment. <br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-66967337229206839922012-04-24T16:14:46.407-04:002012-04-24T16:14:46.407-04:00Dear Mr. Philips (Nick) Fron The "R" Cla...Dear Mr. Philips (Nick) Fron The "R" Clan...<br /><br />I am delighted that you enjoyed this episode of Twisted Roads. Granted, I got screwed in the end, but not in the way that I envisioned. And somehow, I suspect you and the other souls in the "R" clan got a certain degree of pleasure out of this. <br /><br />I must request that you and others not gloat over my recent announcement that there may be an "R" bike in my future. As we are all aware, there is a degree of tasteful elegance in the iconic BMW motorcycle... Though some "R" models appeal to me more than others. <br /><br />I got an up-close and personal tour of the BMW R1200RT at Hermy's, which has been a faithful sponsor and supporter of this blog. I was amazed at all the shit that's packed into that machine, providing the rider with a lot of comfort options that activate with a button, while cruising along at 85 mph (+). <br /><br />But then a 2004 K1200GT (Orient Blue) pulled up and I got a boner. But I will go into that day at Hermy's in an upcoming blog.<br /><br />Thanks for writing in a and for reading Twisted Roads. <br /><br />Fondest regards,<br />Jack/reepJack Riepehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531160098262862027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428154721977251894.post-48151435750573507322012-04-24T13:07:25.009-04:002012-04-24T13:07:25.009-04:00Great story Jack, you have a gift..... Too bad you...Great story Jack, you have a gift..... Too bad you don' have any luck !<br /><br />Can't wait to see you ride and shovel coal at the same time.<br /><br />Regards, <br />Nick ( from the R clan )Nick phillipshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16137220168969512579noreply@blogger.com