Knucklehead Wanted!

I am currently in search of a Knucklehead motor. Any condition, any year, patina, basketcase, buckethead, in a bike, in a car, whatever. I only wish for it to have a Harley issued VIN. Please email me at NickResty@Gmail.com if you have one for sale. Thanks!

Fart Rocket.

I have been trying to master this skill, but it is a hard task to successfully complete.

Tour De Dojo.

Dean gives a really nice visual tour of the Chopper Kai Dojo over on the DicE blog. Behind the scenes and shit. Check it out here.

Dojo Security.

Karate Steve. Bad to the fucking bone and a surgeon with a ninja star. He's a high ranked purple belt that trained at Dante's TaekwonDojo next to the Waffle House in Hueytown. We met him at a Halloween party during which he karated a group of skeleton men as he was dressed like a portable shower. It took some convincing, but we finally got him moved into the loft at the Chopper Kai Dojo. All of you chopper dudes that like to show off your gun collections, well watch out, the Haints have a human. This guy is probably your uncle.

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.

The Champ.

This is about as good as it gets for me when it comes to a chopper trike. Or chrike. No ridiculous stretched and raked front end, Panhead motor, roof............ And it still pisses more style than anything out there today. I wish that I was skilled enough to build a replica of this thing. Think about when this dude and his homies were building this beast: Smoking weed, Ultimate Spinach or some shit blaring on the radio, bros around ripping the tops off of Budweiser, and naked chicks just hanging out smoking opium mentally in outer space........... Actually that sounded like a day at Mosley's house minus the chopper part.

Buncha nerds.

All of these guys rule. Creative portraits are the best.

The Weed Steed.

Duane and The Weed Steed are all up in the new Street Chopper. Or Skreet Choppy. Dig it son.

Go out and get it just for the story about how the bike came about.

It's Coming.......

Mercy is for the weak.

Hardcore

For the most part I have always hated jock, militant style hardcore music. You know, the bands that wear gym shorts and want to kick your ass because you like to get fucked up. The funny part is most of those fucks at the shows usually ended up becoming coke heads. Anyways. A lot of my friends dig that shit and I am a huge fan of traditional punk and hardcore, so I would end up at the shows often. That's why I love this video so much. Tuff guy shit.

Karate.

Ha!

I got this photo from the born loser blog. Monkey in a robe.

New photographer.

I have been busy building my shovelhead lately, so I hired our buddy Stills to go out and take photos of some of the extremely gifted folks in our world of mayhem. I gotta tell you, he's almost as good as myself with finding and shooting rare specimens. Here is a sample of his work.

Self portrait. Circa 1992. Double Impact starring Van Damm was a big hit at the box office at the time.

This photo was actually taken by mistake. This critter with a Braveheart sword just jumped out and told Stills that he could not pass.

Also a keen eye for choppers, which is extremely important because that's what we are all here for right?

Speaking the truth.

"We do not train to be merciful here. Mercy is for the weak. Here, in the streets, in competition: A man confronts you, he is the enemy. An enemy deserves no mercy." ............Fuckin' A. I wish they would remake this movie. Oh wait, they did starring Will Smith's kid. Now Jackie Chan as Myagi is cool, but this "remake" takes place in China and we all know there are no black kids in China! Ha!

Looka da same.

Absolutely.

Learn the tricks of the trade.

Happy 4th.

Go out and fuck some shit up.

Tuff guy game.

I don't know if any of you have ever seen these boxing games that they have in some bars where you can show off how bad ass you are. You pretty much usually only see Affliction- shirt- wearing -Kevin- style- jocks playing this game, but if there are none of those jokers in the bar showing off their tribal armband tattoos, then this game can be pretty entertaining. This one is in a small biker bar in Kansas.

You can punch it,

Jump kick it,

Or head butt it.

American Ninja.

Ninjas are badass.

A few of us are going to ninja kick our way across the country to the Born Free show. 2 weeks until we meet up with Emilio Estevez in the spirit world desert seeking chopper glory.