Very tough, but never able to take a foothold in Canada because the Hells Angels -- through a combination of bribes, bluster and often bullets -- have always crushed them.

It's not unusual for the bikers not only to take on their rivals, but to eat their own.

The hatred between these two groups has been quite longstanding.

We are all angels with only one wing, only when we come together can we fly.

I don't believe in angels, no. . . . But I do have a wee parking angel. It's on my dashboard and you wind it up. The wings flap and it's supposed to give you a parking space. It's worked so far.

The gaurdian angels of life sometimes fly so high as to be beyond our sight, but they are always looking down upon us.