Friday, August 26, 2011
Packed Up.
And headed into the unknown to smoke weeds and kiss dudes for Duane's bachelor ride. Detailed report upon our arrival.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
What dat is, a Fat Head or sumthin'?
Here's a few bikes that I photoed from Born Free 3. I may have posted some of these before, but some I haven't. There were chopper photos all over the interwebs right after the show, so I decided to hold off on showing my bike photos. Now you get to see them again. I also realize that there is not a lot of bike pictures on our critter ass blog usually, but that's the way we like it. Keep it serious son. Here are a few choppys and bobbys that I found interesting.
Labels:
born free,
chopper dreams,
chopper friends,
chopper glory,
choppers dude
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Mega Cycle.
If I had this setup, I would totally be a pussy and not ride my bike anywhere. I would just tote my pre unit around in the back of my space donk.
Labels:
original rulers,
the future is now,
trumpet,
vintage donk
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
The Forecast for Duane's Bachelor Ride.
Despite the hurricane headed this way from the south, the weather is still looking rad for this weekend. Knock on wood. Then again, we have been known to make stupid decisions that end up being "challenges", like riding to Maggie Valley, NC from Birmingham in a torrential downpour the whole way. That "challenge" sucked.
Surf's Up.
Yeah this didn't really work out. This was at BMR during the "slow race" that Warren and I just blasted into while it was going on. It was probably 4pm and we had been drinking since 10ish. Wizard staff drinking. In about ten minutes we chased Jerimiah around and ended up crashing the shit out of Warren's knuckle. Flipped it over and picked it up, first kick, back to it.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Lowbrow Customs.
I love Tyler and Kyle Malinky. For those of you who don't know who that is, they are the two amazing dudes behind Lowbrow Customs. We met them a few years back at the Barbers Vintage Festival and we have been friends ever since. They even offered to print our support shirts for us. Probably the best dudes ever. My wife got a package in the mail right before our wedding and it was a flaked out Biltwell helmet sent from these two as a wedding gift. She was so hyped and that's just the kind of people that Tyler and Kyle are. If you need motorcycle parts, please do me a favor and get them from Lowbrow Customs. It's people like this that need to stay in business. Also, kiss them when you see them.
Labels:
bros,
chopper shit dawg,
dance machine,
midwestern critters,
support
I'm glad I didn't go to that premier.
He live in a pineapple under da sea........I don't know what it is, but Spongebob just does it for those hard mutha fuckas. That little sea critter must be a reference to drugs or something that I'm not aware of. I had these super thugs get me to paint a mural of Spongebob on some building of theirs years ago. Seriously.
Labels:
cartoon pimpin',
great parenting,
guns and shit,
thug life
Friday, August 19, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Friends
Just a quick meal before the show.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Duane's Last Ride.
As a single man...... August 26, 27, 28. Destination unknown. We are just going to crew up and ride out with no plans other than to get lost and sleep in the dirt. Hopefully we end up at some critter honky tonk in the middle of nowhere. Maybe head towards Maggie Valley? Who knows. If you have a suggestion, throw it out there. This is going to rule.
....... Duane and I were going to blast up to The Bastard Bash this weekend, but the neck broke on the Weed Steed making it extremely sketchier to ride. Rob, we will be there in spirit.
Labels:
chopper dreams,
dude love,
livin' free,
on the road,
some drugs,
trippin'
Sponge Bob Square Critter.
That must be one hell of a yard party. It looks like Kevin rode his little brothers chopper out too.
Labels:
critter ass shit,
googly tits,
party time,
titties and destroy
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Robbie
Mosely bought a 5000 gallon pool from Wal-Mart at the beginning of the summer. We immediately dubbed it "The Cauldron" and since then many weekends have been spent in Mosely's back yard, getting drunk and stewing in The Cauldron. This is a video of Robbie kicking over Brandon's new Trumpet immediately after swimming. The other one was taken about 20 seconds later when Robbie decided to get back in the Cauldron.
Panama City Beach
Has tons of these characters running around everywhere. I think that might be our next weekend trip. Riding a motorcycle through the backwoods of the panhandle is awesome. And everyone there looks like they are from Jersey Shore.
Labels:
gentleman,
portraits,
right near da beach,
wiggers rule
Alabama Shit.
One of the many things that we like to do in the summer is ride our scoots to swimming holes. This particular spot rules when you have it to yourself. Buckshot was able to catch it on film.
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