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.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Soul Glow.


Everything about this photo fucking rules. I forgot where I snagged it from, but I think it's the East Bay Dragons. Bitchin' bikes and hanging out at a BBQ joint that is probably in Oakland, but looks like so many around here.

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