Joe: Motorcycle Exhibitions

If you are going to motorcycle exhibition, there are two things you expect to see. Motorbikes and women with next to nothing to wear. Me and Skoll, being full members of our respected club Deathmonkey MC, were obliged to go and enjoy ourselves. Bob would've loved to come with us, but as far as I know he is currently stuck in some part of the darker Africa, where lions roar and zulus roam.

My motivation to go to the exhibition was simple. In marketing anything that has a motor in it is essential to get as many goodlooking girls to rub themselves on the machines as possible. As a matter of fact when marketing anything to male audience, this seems to be the easiest way to success. but I was disappointed. Only one manufacturer had had the guts to hire a model with enormous jugs.

As Elina, Skoll's lucky other half said "Those jugs were so huge, that they became hypnotic." I couldn't have agreed more. Nevertheless even they (probably Suzuki, but I was little bit disoriented because of models breasts, so can't be sure.) weren't paying the model enough. This could be told from the fact she was wearing jeans and a shirt. Outrageous. My message to organizers is to apply some kind of a dresscode to participating females. Bikinis or miniskirts would do just fine.

Although my trip was somewhat disappointing, these pictures tell the tale of Skoll having time of his life.

Even though I  wasn't in need to build up my masculinity by sitting on any motorbikes and the eye-candy part of this years exhibition was lame, I got to tell some people of our upcoming rallye. And it felt quite good to hang around with my brand new club vest.

Until next time.

Joe

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