420.

Hell yeah. Today's the day! Smoke the shit out of some weed! I remember in high school I would hear fools walking around saying "Happy 420" to each other. Those guys were total badasses. For those of you that are going to be even more useless and smoke a ton of weed just because it's Hitler's birthday, here ya go.

Wizard Shit.

Boozer sent me some photos of some magical tanks he found this weekend.

Stoked.

J-Body now has a start on his new chopper. That front end is a hell of a score.

Cool, Not Cool.

Hell yeah, rad.

Hell no, bad parenting.

Why can't every day be like this?

First off, this bike is a ruler.

Think about it. Hanging out in some hotel overlooking a marina, definitely getting wasted all day, probably smoking drugs, then you get to go out to your bitchin' gennie shovelhead and find some 70s mama in a bikini begging for a ride. You probably end up riding down onto the beach to find all your bros and end up partying into a night full of choppers and mayhem.

Cyprus Hill Yo.

Smoke dat shit beotch.

Jimmy and his pan.

I bet he smoked tons of herbs while riding this man chopper. Say no to drugs.

Matt's Chopper

This is the pan that Matt Walkser put together for the Smokeout this past year. I can't pinpoint what it is about this bike that appeals so much to me, but I fucking love it. I never have been a fan of girders , but no other front end would work as perfectly as this one does. I would give John's panhead some shine, but you fuckers see that bike enough as it is!

Me and Kevin smoked so many herbs last night.

Then we made out.