I've studied the evidence. I've taken the facts at hand and made an educated deduction. Inside all mysteries there lies a precious core of truth, and I have arrived at the center of this one. Metallic midgets. Metallic mechanical midgets. Possible powered by uranium, or an isotope there of. Maybe Einsteinium. Now I would like to say they have arms, but I think that tentacles is the more likely of the appendages. Tentacles that are able to handle many tools at once - metric, imperial and British Standard Whitworth. And they would be aligned in rows - but not just any old rows. They'd be in a kind of shark's teeth formation so that if one should become inoperable another unit would rise up to take it's place almost immediately and would be individually assisted by a cloned army of that old lady called "Shirley" who lives down the bottom your street, but with a cyclops eye due to genetic error. And the midgets would operate with a pneumatic scream not dissimilar to the sound of a thousand formula one wheel nut removers, which would of course be very loud. But not as loud as the music playing over the p.a. system. It's Yello with that "Oh Yeah" song from Ferris Bueller's Day Off. Probably at about 145-150 dB, sped up to 2.3 times normal speed, and played backwards.
And that, my friends, is exactly how DP customs turn out so many cool bikes in such a short amount of time. Trust me, I've got it all figured out.
Source: http://www.pipeburn.com/home/2012/3/25/dp-customs-the-3-harley-ironhead.html
Kousuke Akiyoshi Raffaele Alberti Josef Albisser Pierluigi Aldrovanti Alejandro Aleman
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