Showing posts with label Guido & Sue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Guido & Sue. Show all posts

Wednesday, 13 January 2016

Guido and Sue - the end?

This time, the hapless perma-nerd Guido might have blown it for good. Anyone familiar with the shenanigans of this pair over the years will know that Sue has tried everything but imprisonment and assault to get into Guido's... affections, but the bloke just can't see the wood for the trees. It's a lesson to us all.

With apologies to original authors and journalists Guido Bettiol and Vic Willoughby, and artist George Domenech. MP

Friday, 6 April 2012

Guido and Sue - Sue's Slack

Sue has taken the opportunity to get Guido on his own, clearly with a view to seduction, but as ever, Guido is blind to it all. I mean, who could fail to see the symbolism in Sue's firm grip and lever frottage, explicit references to free play and excess slack and her feigned inability to control the situation. Come on Guido! Check her nipples, get some lube down there and twiddle that adjuster.
As culled from 'Motorcycles. Maintain Your Own Machine' (1977) by top journalists Guido Bettiol and Vic Willoughby, with artwork by George Domenech. MP

Monday, 12 March 2012

Guido and Sue - Morning Glory


Guido and Sue are back, and once again, despite hot-trotting Sue's utterly unambiguous come-ons, poor old clueless Guido runs absolutely no risk of overheating or seizure.
As culled from 'Motorcycles. Maintain Your Own Machine' (1977) by top journalists Guido Bettiol and Vic Willoughby, with artwork by George Domenech. MP

Sunday, 26 June 2011

Guido and Sue, pt1

In the first of an occasional feature, we meet Guido and Sue. In fact, we first bumped into this pair in March last year. Poor old Guido, Sue is clearly hot to trot, but he just keeps missing the point. It's a sobering reminder to all us petrol heads.
As culled from 'Motorcycles. Maintain Your Own Machine' by top journalists Guido Bettiol and Vic Willoughby, with artwork by George Domenech. MP

Wednesday, 24 March 2010

Dirty

This book was bought for me as a Christmas present when I was perhaps 12 years old. It has the period-obligatory intro by Barry Sheene, but what caught my eye the most, amid the blatant Heron Suzuki product placement, was Sue. The book is a pretty good basic instruction manual and as Sue grew to thoroughly enjoy being dirty and her tool manipulation went from fumbling to competent, so my skills followed a similar trajectory. Though mainly under the covers by torchlight. Complications only became apparent in later years when just the sight of a Ram Air cylinder head would cause trouser havoc. I'm better now. MP