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The Wicked Bikernet Weekly News for May 2, 2024

It’s tough to hold the line with two property deals floating. On the other hand, everything rides on the decisions I make. I’m an optimist, but I search out the reality of the situation. I’m 76, do I really want to dive into a 100 year old building that needs to be refurbished, or would I rather work hard on the museum efforts, continue to write stories, build motorcycles, write books and make another stab at Bonneville? WTF? Hang on. Let’s hit the news. Click here to read the Weekly Thursday News only on Bikernet.com * * * * Support Bikernet by joining the Cantina and get free swag. Deal of a lifetime, click here to know more.

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100WFC: Fuzzy by Wayfarer

Fuzzyby Wayfarerwith illustration by Wayfarer I swayed left and right, twisting the throttle, pushing and pulling at the handlebars. I was tense, sweating throughout on an early morning in June. If only I could ride another 200 miles, I know I would be at peace. This time yesterday, I had kickstarted my journey to the heartland. There were no goodbyes at work, maybe there will be none at my destination, my home. As I evaded the bustling traffic on the interstate, the many commuters dissolved, my mind picturing her smile, her yellow gown, her rare recipes and most of all, her patience with me. The oil rig fellas had pitched in to do my share of work as I took off to a final resting place. Mom was fading fast. Will she remember me in her condition? I gotta stay awake to fulfill her dreams and a promise to be by her side. (publication dated 30-Mar-2024) * * * You can participate and win as well–just subscribe to the weekly newsletter by clicking here. Then send us your fiction in 100 words or less through Wayfarer@Bikernet.com

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100 WFC: Quig by J J Spain

Quig by J J Spain (Jeffrey)with illustration by Wayfarer I took the first Piedmont exit off I90, rolling the Chieftain on to the parking lot of Matt’s Place, the front tire of the Indian facing the interstate. The t-shirts stapled to the wall said Matt wasn’t there, he was fishing. Silently I tipped my champagne of beers to the Blackhills and whispered to my friend that I missed him. It’s been four years now since he left, yet I still hear his voice, his laugh and wish I could cast a fly like he could. Time goes by, the days go fast, the best leave us first. Enjoy Miller time. (publication dated 30-March-2024) * * * You can participate and win as well–just subscribe to the weekly newsletter by clicking here. Then send us your fiction in 100 words or less through Wayfarer@Bikernet.com

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The Soft Globes of Life

by Bandit with Images from Sam Burns Sam Burns inspired me the other day, when he sent me a magnificent assemblage of beautiful women images. We couldn’t let them linger in a file without showing respect and love. Enjoy. Click here to reminisce on the great powerful orbs that are so commonly found and not easily fondled. * * * * For more madness, discover the Cantina Membership Visit: https://www.bikernet.com/pages/custom/subscription.aspx

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The Run to the Black Hills

The Bandit’s Cantina Episode 104 by Bandit “Sorry,” Bandit shouted from the top of the stairs as he headed down with his bedroll packed. “I just sold the Cantina to a strip-club purveyor for over 2 million. “It will be called Ship Wreck Joey’s in three months and they’ll bring thugs to clear your no-home, drug-addicts out of the parking lot.” The broad from the mayor’s office looked sorta wide-eyed. “I had the brothers interview every homeless credent shitting on our sidewalks. Not one moved here with the intentions of buying a home. They came here because you promised them free, tax-payer financed drugs. I hope that’s working for you,” Bandit said and made his way out to his chopper where the bros waited. Click here to read the latest episode from this adventure. * * * *

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