The evening was balmy, a soft breeze kissed the skin and caressed the leaves into a gentle dance. Off in the distance....a dog barked..... The ride was going like any other with the Sydney Studs (TM) in fine form. The black clad menace were tearing throught the streets cutting a swathe through docile Australia Day traffic with a flurry of revs and patriotism. Little did we know, disaster was seconds away... The air was thick...the cicadas buzzed...then suddenly..... TEH BUTTSECKS!!!11 Then things quickly got out of hand... "I'll help you!" yelled Scrambles. Unfortunatly he was talking to Donkey.