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Los Angeles, CA - This is my new bike that is being delivered for Christmas.....Thanks to Marianne (My Sister) love you.

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This is my new bike that is being delivered for Christmas.....Thanks to Marianne (My Sister) love you.

Picture posted on Nov 12 '12

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Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

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Nov 12, 2012
 
The Throbbing Bike is a daring sexual act, which is extremely difficult to accomplish, but will make you feel magnificent if you pull it off!

Lots of throbbing between your knees on this little beauty.......I c um as an accessory....but I'm an all night rider.

DeVine.
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Nov 15, 2012
 
harleyhunni wrote:
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I guess I made a typo... some would see that,,but then again you got to not have tunnel vision.. but hey it is all they got..you also cannot be blinded by jealousy to see clearly in life.
Anyways...shiny side up,,and rubber side down,,amigo..
IN THE WIND!
Hey baby love your photo gallery......you remind me of a french girl I'm dating........."on and off" (if you get my drift)

I've got me a shiney brand new Harley,
stretched outófront rolled right downóon the curb.

With a beautiful French girl waiting inside, legs long as sin, sitting against the wide dark cafe window

legs extended 'cross the seat....she's travelin' commando
hiding her eyes behind big round sunglasses, smoking oily moroccan cigarettes

ówriting about my Australian accent and the the way I talk.

there's a whole lotta crisp, cold money in the saddle bags, waitin' to be spent on the furs she wants;
old books for me and why not??

old books on art,
fuck, I can't even paint!

just sit around not talkingóread about Brughel or somethin',
wishing my over-large, complaisant hands knew to render the face a fifth so well.

a fifth of burbon's is the closest I get,

I get drunk and further away,
out now on that devil of a hog, parked presently out by the shed where I go most nights to sit on musty chairs 'n scratch ink lazily

on pages nobody ever reads....
óbut it sure feels fuckin
g o o d .

my frenchwoman would like to know what I think of old Proust...

~DeVine.
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Brisbane, Australia

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Dec 2, 2012
 
There is a reoccurring dream
of racing behind your pulsing taillights
chasing blind the way dreams like
me at their mercy;

I strain left for the headlight knob
on my old brown Matador dash,
the dodge wildly steering in the pitch
&#8213;its passenger just along for the ride;

the night(mare) is illuminated at once and
you know the road like the back of your hand
and veer sharply right;

launched over the guardrail
in free fall panorama is when
I recall your sleight of hand
and wake before I die in my sleep.


~DeVine.
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Van Nuys, CA

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Dec 14, 2012
 
Those old Milwaukee vibrators sure look different these days, I heard it has a Porsche engine

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