Puke.

Brandon and Craig came by last night and dropped off some of his own photos that he took while we were in New Orleans. He takes really good photos. I'll post more of them up later, but for now here's a priceless shot that he caught of Jacob throwing up in his mouth after taking one of those shitty touristy Jello shot things. By the look on my face I'm sure that I egged it on.

Critter Yearbook.

Can't stop won't stop. Seriously.

Critter Tits.

Another reason why shitty ass biker rallies are cool.

Gross.

Looking at this photo gives me that terrible hangover feeling where you don't exactly know what happened the night before you just thought it was a good idea at the time.

Farting?

Sup bro.

Haha throw up in your mouth.

Vintage Ape Knuckles.

For those of you that follow our blog, you probably have either met, seen, or heard of our friend that we call Ape Knuckles. Either way if you haven't, he is pretty much the modern day version of Ernest P. Worrell (Ernest Scared Stupid, Ernest Goes to Camp). He has a true gift of walking into a bar and creeping out every person in there. We are proud to have him with us in public. My friend Derek brought this photo to my attention and from what I can figure out, It seems to be someone in the Ape Knuckles family tree. Possibly and grandfather or great uncle in their earlier years. I have provided a photo below of a modern day Ape Knuckles to use as a point of reference. I'm pretty sure there is a relation there, you decide.

Front butt

Ready 2 party.

Goldie Lox and Danny DeVito.

Tru-Dat.

Happy Halloween!

Ape knuckles sister.

Porkin' beans.

I've been thinking about recruiting this fellow.

Anyone want to start a band?

Good Morning!

ape knuckles ancestor found.

I'll let you guys title it.