NEWS FLASH!!!!!!!
The Horse has just
made another change for the better.
I'll let this tribute stand in memory of the old Horse
and the people that made it so great. .......Look for "THE Horse" starting in issue 165.--Hammer
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"So, as I said, if the worst
happens, this is just a note to let ya know that I wouldn't want to leave
without saying goodbye. Chop till ya drop, brothers and sisters."
David Snow
IH 147
David Snow
IH 110
"...You're
nuts if you think the pimps on the business end would actually put any
money into this magazine."
David Snow
IH 130
"...A
biker rides--anything--because life is simply unaccepatable otherwise."
David Snow
IH 108
"...We work hard to
give the mag some validity and feel that our efforts are undermined by
the business whores who have the final say in these matters. Unfortunatley,
we don't own the mag, otherwise the backstabbers would be out."
"I
don't give a fuck about quota systems or being politically correct, I just
wanna ride my Harley. To me, anybody who's serious about riding motorcycles
is a biker."
Snow
IH 140
"...it's easier to recite
the fashionable mantra of racism...than to sit down and think and really
attempt to discern the glaringly obvious distinction between the Klan and
trying to remove a cheesy, stripped-out points cover from a CB 360T"
"The purpose of this digression...is to alert the IH readership to what's going down. The situation is extrememly unsettled. There's always a chance that the forces of evil could still triumph. If the worst happens and, despite the best efforts of Wendi and our new saviors at Princeton, the IH World System is forced from the magazine and the Horse is reduced to just another lame Outlaw Biker/Easyriders sleaze bucket full of how-to articles on pussy eating (Easyriders #279, Sept. "96), you'll know the good guys lost. Rest assured, however, that my name will never wind up pushing piss-poor pussywhipped drivel in the pages of some self-styled "adults-only" cycle shitrag."
"I didn't sacrafice for
my choppervision only to sell it out at the very moment it matters most.
I'd fuckin' mow lawns first. Ditto for the rest of the Piss Peas." (Ditto, in this context, means excluding the other Piss Peas)