Showing posts with label bad mutha fuckas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad mutha fuckas. Show all posts
Friday, April 19, 2013
Geniuses.
Who would have ever thought that Bam-a-gram beanies looked so dope? Filling a trash bag full of water while you're inside of it creating a makeshift pool is a great idea too. Try it at the Dojo?
Friday, August 10, 2012
1936.
I wonder if anything would have changed if all of these badasses knew that they would be able to buy a house, put their grandchildren through college, go to Disney world, and take baths in golden nuggets with the money that their old hillclimber knuckleheads will be worth in 70 years.
Labels:
bad mutha fuckas,
chopper dreams,
hill climbs,
knucklehead
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Soul Glow.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Hired Security.
As some of you know, the Barber Vintage Festival is coming up and we tend to get pretty rowdy. This year we have three vendor spots, so it could easily get out of hand. That's why I decided it would be smart if we hired a few guys to keep an eye on shit. Here they is.
There's 4 of them.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Haircutz.

Looking fuckin' slick! Dude, I wish I could grow a dope ass flat top. I could shave lines in my hair if the hipsters didn't trend that shit out already.
Monday, September 28, 2009
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