/lit/ - Literature

I think it would be immense fun to be in a biker gang. I find myself wondering if I could make it work. Regardless I'm definitely going to write a story about bikers at some point.

Would I be of any use to bikers? If they wanted another stooge they would pick someone dumber than me to be a bodyguard or bouncer or bagman. I'm not trustworthy enough to be a gunman, hitman, or enforcer. I don't care for riding motorcycles.

One thing I do have is planning and strategy, and can help a man see the world in a different light. This is a very powerful skill in its way and in the right positions can have outsized impacts on events. I would also be perfectly willing to commit the crimes and would get my teammate's backs when shit needed to go down.

Of course, I would probably grow to hate the scuzzy underworld and sin of this lifestyle. The long nights drinking and partying until someone has to die. Or the trampy women whose fishy snatches and gin and cigarette breaths can be smelled from across the way. It's an evil, ultimately sinful life, but it has its benefits and its pleasures. And you feel like a man doing it for once!