John Schmidt
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a/k/a Stuffy. '99 I/S Valk Roadsmith Trike
De Pere, WI (Green Bay)
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« Reply #3 on: May 19, 2009, 09:25:21 PM » |
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I did just that on a bet once, did it on a borrowed HD at that. It was the early 50's and I was a "worldly wise" seventeen year old, a hot August night and we were hanging out in a local burger joint where a buddy of ours worked, and playing both the juke box and pinball machines while paying for it much like the Fonz. And, it was about 3:00 A.M., much to my folks dismay. It was mostly guys at the time, we had all taken our "lover du jour" home for the night and were enjoying ourselves without being bothered. I don't recall how it all started, but after a few minutes of boasting, cajoling, and betting....big mouth here says "hell, I'l do that buck naked for $50, down main street, around the square, and back." It also was about a mile round trip, I made one stipulation...I also wanted to keep my boots on, but had to borrow my bud's bike. The bet only took about five minutes to cover, about half of it coming from the four girls still hanging out. I went out, ripped my duds off and slipped my boots back on...what a sight, and away I went. For added thrills on the way back up the street after rounding the square, I even stood on the saddle for a few seconds before it dawned on me "this could really hurt" so I sat back down. Now the fun part...as I pulled up, the girls, along with most of our collective girlfriends who had been called ahead of time as to where all their dates were, had grabbed my clothes and took off with them. I asked my buddy if I could ride in back while he drove me home, he wasn't about to be seen with a naked guy riding with him. I borrowed two aprons from my bud that worked at the hamburger joint, wrapped them around me and started sneaking home via alleys and back streets(no clothes, no car keys). For kicks, one of the guys called the cops(they knew all of us) and said there was a naked man running down 15th street. So, halfway home I see a squad car coming up behind me so I ducked into an alley and between a couple houses, took a back street to a park with no lights, and followed some RR tracks to within a half block of the house. Since I didn't have my clothes, I didn't have my key so I went in the garage for the spare...only to find it gone. It's never gone! I walked back to the back door and the porch light comes on, and who should be standing there but my mother holding up the spare key, asking "you looking for this?"
Seems the cops figured out who it was sneaking home so they called my folks. Wasn't too hard to figure out, my best buddy's dad was a captain on the force. I had a room all finished up nice in the basement, and my folks bedroom was right over me. I heard mom and dad laughing and giggling over that for hours.
As for the $50, it was stuffed in the pocket of my jeans when I finally got them back. For some strange reason, I didn't have trouble getting dates for the rest of the summer. Only trouble was, for the rest of the summer I had to be home by 11:00pm. Bummer!
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