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footpegs, small detail, you put your feet on them, that's it, they don't serve any other purpose, somewhere to rest your size ten's while you change gear or use the rear brake, i love footpegs me, i look at them like i look at someones shoes, weird?, yep, scruffy, beat up converse?, yep, that's ok, brogues, loafer's, d.m's? if you ever turn up wearing them un-polished, [in anything other than ox-blood polish], then you are a lazy-arsed bastard, scruffy training shoes? get the fuck out of here, there's an old saying, 'clothes maketh the man' for me that's true, there's no place on earth for a pair of too-short, boiled, grey, nike jogger bottom's, stone wash denim jeans or those 'baby-sick' yellow, low-slung jean's, anyhoo, enough of the loveless sartorial fashion tip's, i'm obsessed with footpegs, here's the latest offering, knurled, shorty's, [less than two and a half english inches long, [that's sixty-five metric millimetre's] hand- turned, white nylon, peg-end's, like a pair of hand-made english loake's, [look them up] no, we aren't going to offer them for sale through our blogspot, 'web-shop' 'big-cartel or any of that other fucking self-promotion, wanna-be trendy wank, two blokes in a shed in derbyshire, nowhere near london, not buying bmw's and selling our z1000's because the monkkee-boy's say we should and have suddenly discovered that it's that it's the thing to do, [note, have a look at my blog and bikes and post all about how you are going to 'cut-up' and 'racerise' your bmw twin, quoting all the stuff you've thought about doing to 'your' bike while pumping me and dangerous for 'information' wanker, just a 'trent' in disguise, 'top-yoke, drilled-for -lightness' it's a stock top yoke without the plastic cover........

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  1. listen here. you might know about old bikes, but you're punching beyond your weight talking about shoes. Loakes? I've shit 'em. Nothing less than Crocket and Jones or hand made, and I mean Hand Made Trickers Stow brogue boots. you may be be the man when it comes to bikes mr misery tim bailey, but I am the worlds best dressed, and shod, man you know!
    smell it. smell. it.

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  2. Mr Anon's certainly staking a claim, you bring this shit on yerself Mr Bloody Boys Own . . . the pegs on top of the reworked shift linkage are phenomenal, the little nylon slidey tips only moreso . . . as for the selling stuff, whatever happened to that metric wanker . . . hmmmm . . . that's right, selling out the working man since the day he was born, fuckwit.

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  3. ah, mr jones, [the world's most handsome man], i've been expecting you, [i'm sitting with a mean-as-fuck white jack russell terrier on my lap], thought that might draw a comment from your good self, yes, i will give you that one, the crocket and jones are very nice, but then so are beat up converse, like a pair of well worn carpet slippers, a velvet smoking jacket or a felt turkish fez, just smell the footpegs, lick them, drink in the sheer brilliance of hand made motorcycle part's, [and i promise i won't mention your dungaree's or 'hitler youth' haircut.....]

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  4. not hitler youth! just hitler! mind, least I'm still growing mine to cut myself, without mother nature stepping in! love you tim, pegs are wonderful. any axle nut covers.............

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  5. listen ben, i've got as much hair anyone else, it's just a shame it's growing out of my ear's, my nose and arse-crack instead of my fucking swede! love you too mate, axle cover's? there just so last year!

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  6. Knurling job looks spot on. (My new years res. get lath up and running!)

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