Well, awhile back after some disparaging remarks were made by an individual on the other board about the almighty 502, I have been in a deep depression. Crying myself to sleep every night,
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eating veggie burgers,
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and unable to maintain an erection even using those “special” pills.
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In addition, I had also become embarrassed to ride in public knowing that my engine was best suited for use in a truck.
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The bike just did not feel right anymore and anyone who complimented on the bike I would scream and yell at them: YOU JUST DON’T GET IT- FUCK OFF.
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Also, I was tired with my wife always shoving the fact that her trike was all aluminum 600 hp, bla bla fuckin bla down my throat.
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After some serious soul searching, I decided to reach out to my friend Pete Ellis. He listened intently to my dilemma and agreed that something needed to be done and quick. After several days of heavy drinking
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and collaboration we arrived at a mutually acceptable conclusion. He would sell me his 606 “Kaboom” to assuage my fears and turn my life around. Thanks Pete!
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