The Professional.

I can't thank Brian enough for all of the work that he does for us. I thank him everyday, but I think he gets sick of hearing it. That's the kind of dude that he is though. He looks out for his friends, and always has. I come to the Dojo everyday and there is something new every time I walk into the place. In his most recent adventure, he acquired some cabinetry and made an amazing work table in the machine room. I don't have to explain how awesome this thing is, just look.

My Friend, Your Friend, The Hate Factory.

My good pal El Shanebo, owner of The Hate Factory, came into town yesterday with his family and bought me lunch. What a nice dude. There are not too many people out there like Shane and it's always awesome to see him. He even made me a custom koozie and brought it as a gift. If you ever find yourself in the Orlando area, look this fucker up or go to Disney World. Either one rules.

These still make me smile.

This photo set is from this year at Born Free 3 after Brandon had linked us up with the Nagoya Vise Crew. It was super rad hanging out with Yoshiki and Mox, especially since they had just seen our estranged brother a week or so prior in Japan. Another bonus to this whole deal was not only did we get to reunite with our good friend Taichi, but he also ended up translating for us. Eliminating the barrier between our shitty ass English and the Vise Crew's Japanese. I even learned how to say a few Japanese 4 letter words. If you don't know who the Vise Crew is, than you need to check yourself. Find out about these badasses at their blog, Satan's Crate.

No Shit.

I always thought Homer's mouth was drawn after a vag.

ICP Yo.

She has to have a busted face.

Productivity.

We are almost fully moved into the Chopper Kai Dojo, so everyone has already started coming and hanging out on a daily basis. There has been talk of a new years thing happening there which would be convenient seeing as though its right next to all of the cheesy clubs and has a great view of the fireworks. That would be a good time for an official break-in party. We'll see.

The other day, Mosley brought some of his family's holiday tractor fuel for all to taste. Your choice of 90, 100, or 160 proof.

Boozer favored the 160. It may have made him temporarily blind.

Brian wired up our 220 plugs to run our big things. There was speculation that Duane's massive MIG was going to pop a breaker, but the electrical current prevailed and the lights didn't even dim. Well done fine sir.

We got down to business and started working on our first choppy of the Dojo. Critter bikes are where its at.

Six bends? Ape Danglers? Quasi Motos?

I think they'll work.

Don't forget to pee backwards.

Chopper boogie. Man scarf.

Electric Weed.

Smoke dopes and conduct science experiments at the same time.

A Night At The Dojo.

We got most of the construction shit done and were able to start moving some stuff into our new spot this weekend.

I hope everyone had a wicked dope holiday.

Here's a badass picture of Santa surfing some magma, son.

Happy Christmas.

After family time is over, you always go to where your friends are.

All I want for Christmas.........

Is one Knucklehead.

Everyone has seen this photo before, but it never stops blowing my mind. If Santa came by my place and I awoke to see my living room looking like this, I would probably call the cops or some shit. I couldn't imagine owning one knuck, let alone ten or so. The craziest thing is that this photo is real, this really happened.

Thanks Georgie Boy!

The Gorgeous George from Death Science and Show Class Mag sent us this drawing and other trinkets to display in the Dojo. Thanks my man!

Christmas Mutha Fucka.....

Open dis present of my dick bitch.

The Original Bobber, a.k.a. Bobby, a.k.a., Robert.

Bow to your sensei.

J-Rod sent me this amazing portrait of himself and his seed. If I had a Chinese restaurant, I would hang this on the wall.

We Need Arts.

For the Dojo. Collectively between all of us, we will be able to decorate pretty good. It is a building with lots of rooms though, so any donation would be appreciated. Old biker shit is always awesome and so is stuff like this:

Thanks players.

Harmons.

You aren't crew unless you have a Harmon girder and a Shovelhead motor. They made their critter friend that rides a knuck with an extended VL park outside of the photo.

Karate Practice.

We spent the entire weekend getting the Dojo ready to move into. Actually, it was mostly watching Brian re-wire the place while we set fires and jumped bicycles. Brian killed it with the lighting. If all goes to plan, then the shop area will look like Clark Griswold's house in Christmas Vacation after he strung the lights. We have been talking about getting a building for a long time now and it has happened. Super stoked. The spot has already proven to be worth its weight in gold with the location alone. We sat around a barrel fire and pre-gamed before hitting the bars up, which took us literally 2 minutes to get to. Hopefully, we should be all moved in and set up by New Years.

There was some junk left in the offices from the previous owners including a cash register. It got fucked up with a hammer and there was about twelve cents in it.

Street view. There is a razor/barbed wired fence surrounding the entire property with sliding gates on either side. That was a big selling point.

Ape knuckles showed up later, peed backwards, then claimed to be the first to do it at the new spot. Wrong. Duane broke in the backwards pee at about 10 in the morning. Sorry Ape Knuckles.

Pee Wee left his bike there for us to stunt on.

Peg board got hung on one of the walls in the shop part. I think I only did that so I could shoot nails into the concrete. That shit was tight.

We can't thank Brian enough for the work he has done for us. This is the start of hanging lights. Every couple of feet there is some gnarly set up.

Brandon got his paint on because Brian insisted on us painting the shitty old wall in the back. Great job!

Fuck a heater when you got barrel fires.

This is that part in Pee Wee's Big Adventure when he is getting chased through the different movie sets.

TCB.

This is what happens when you steal from your local skateshop.

A Panhead.

Is a thing that I haven't owned, but I wouldn't mind putting one together. I bet this dude gets chicks constantly because of his ride alone. Not to mention that's a smooth ass bike.

T.V. Party.

Merry Christmas to the HAINTS DoJo from Santa's lil helperz

The Dojo.

It has begun. We now have a building and it's located right in the city, merely a couple of blocks in all directions from our favorite bars. I'll post photos of the actual building later on.

Magic.

Critter Gitter.

This thing was on my bike when I got back to it. Yikes!