My first bike was a 1984 Kawasaki GPZ550, it was scary fast and everything, but a greybread told me that one day I would learn the error of my ways. I did:

Don't people remember the ad campaign of the mid '70s? "You meet the nicest people on a Honda?". Today, Honda does it's best to imitate Harleys, right down to the bar and shield emblem. They are now selling the Harley image that they once derided.

There was this bar/poolhall that I used to hang out at, they had a Honda hanging from the rafters, and every now and then they would let someone beat the cr@p out of it with a bat. They would lower it a few feet, and some drunk would stand on the pooltable and try to whack it. I liked it better when a couple of drunk girls would dance on the tables instead.