Ok team, I just got home from work... I was pissed all day thinking bout my bike. So much so that my First shirt(boss) asks me to go to lunch with him.

When we get to BK, he asks me "how are doing with transationing(sp) back to normal life". He thinks I have Post trumatic stress, ( all those guys coming back and killing there families and shit). I said I am doing well, but this dumb dick that works in Dental Squadron fucked up my bike...

Then he smiles ( guess if I was fucked up there would be a shit load of paperwork) and makes me pay for my own lunch.... bullshit..

So anyway, I read all of your ideas and I am going to do what Gasman thinks I should do . will keep you posted..

This guys got it figured out.

I go up to Sears, buy me a multimeter and head out to the garage to do battle. No sooner than I get my seat off, ol boy shows up( electrical wizard) with his head hung. Before I can say a word he's said " Laura (his wife) told me to tell you to take your bike to the shop and I will pay to have it fixed". So I say ok help me load it, so he helps me load and unload it at the shop.

When we get there he tells his story to the service guy, who trys hard not to laugh at his stupid ass.

I get home and my wife says" I solved your problem"... you see his wife and my wife are friends. My wife got tired of me bitchin about the bike, so she called her friend..

keep you updated

:lol: that's funny shit.

These three parts made that fuckin hilarious. Good thing though.

Ya as fucked up as this last day has been that made me smile:dthumb:

Now I'd just be pissed about having to pay for lunch.

owned by his wife, nice

Bike shop just called. seems dipshit caused a wire to burn thru the insulation and ground out on the frame, only 1/8 inch of bear wire. Just enough to fuck shit up. they said they checked the entire wiring system and wired the tail light properly. $ 68.00 enroute to pick her up:rockwoot:

Sweet. Top it off with a blow job from the wifey and you're all set. Better yet, have his wife give the job of blowing.