Dojo-A-Party-Time.

I'm just going to say thanks to each and every one of you that came to our party on Saturday. Especially to those that came in from out of town. Especially to those that came in from over 10 hours out of town. That really means more that you can imagine. The party was way fun and I think that everyone had an amazing time, except for Brandon who swallowed a bunch of gas which caused him to puke all night and caused him to catch pneumonia. The cops only came once and it was pretty much just to tell us to keep having a good time and to watch out for critters stealing iphones? They even said that we could wheelie the choppy bike in the streets. We had an amazing time and if you missed it, then you'll have to wait until the next one.

A fire creates a really nice ambiance.

Biker style bro.

Pickett always sticks out in photos.

Garrett made a new choppy bike for the party. New challenges, new horizons.

Frank came through with some stickers. These were gone immediately. Thanks.

I told Alex that this wasn't the Valley and you don't disrespect it by riding bicycles indoors.

Here is the polite way to do it.

Something about clowns.

Smiles for miles baby.

Choppy bike needed a wheelie bar.

And it works.

Kinda.

Back to the thinking spot.

Doug, be careful. My kickstand is really janky.

I guess that this was mandatory.

Swaztikookies.

Nice shirts my dudes.

I'm not sure what is happening here, but you can see that back of Bowles's balls if you were wondering.

Pirate shit.

Fuck.

Happy Birthday.