You EARN Brotherhood  by being there when your brothers need you.You
EARN Brotherhood  by working toward a common goal. You EARN
Brotherhood by setting aside your personal feelings and thinking of
someone else. You EARN Brotherhood by standing beside your brother 
and knowing if he goes down, he will not go down alone. NO ONE, and I
repeat NO ONE, I don't give a shit how much you have in
your fuckin checkbook, and how many "Hawgs" you have in your fuckin
garage, No one knows the first thing about life and living it, unless they 
have stood with a Brother, Stared into the face of Death, and walked,
crawled or drug each other out the other side. 

If you meet someone early in the morning, and you work beside that
person to achieve a common goal, at the end of the day when you are
tired and sore, you stop, rest, eat and pat one another on the back for a
job well done. You might party to celebrate, and proceed to play
just as hard as you worked that day. Others will join in the party. But,
giving  a lame excuse as to why they could’nt be there for the work or the
long drive on a weekday. And others will join into the party long enough to 
be seen with all the "right" people, only to have to leave for more important
"club?" issues.  I repeat these are NOT your brothers. These are the ones 
who are only there to benefit themselves. That wish to brand themselves as
a "BRO" in a lame attempt to gain  part of their insecuritys of manhood
 back after it's been loss to the real world.

Now, when the day is over, or the run is on its last day, when you pack up,
and you ride out together, with heads held high, proud of what you
accomplished together. THAT'S when you look around and say, "These
are my Brothers, They’ll never turn thier backs on me.  These people care 
for me. They will help me if I am down, they will help my 
family if I am gone, and if I die then they will bury me,
and not be ashamed to shed a tear for me." "They will drink a
toast for me and throw a party to remember me and laugh and talk about
the things we did together. My family will not need nor want as long as
my brothers live, and As long as they live, I will never be forgotten." 

Now Mr. & Mrs. RUB with  his & her rides and the trailer in the
driveway, how far will you go for your "Bro"?  How far and how often will
you reach in your own pocket for another without concern for repayment or
if its a tax write-off?  But ya still don't get it do you?  You don't understand
the mentality that of everything I have.  If I have it, and my brother needs
it, its his, period.  As he does for me. No, and with all the chrome you
can throw on that new  ride.  You’ll never understand Brotherhood.

This is my definition, Yours may be different, And many of my
brothers died for you to have that right, so by all means You should,  but
you also should know, if you don't fit this definition, you’ll never make 
the grade as my brother, nor will I ever recognize your existence. 
CALL ME SIDECAR, KNOW ME WELL, YOU MAY CALL ME BROTHER