Wednesday, December 14, 2011
West Philadelphia....
Labels:
blame mtv,
dumpy,
nintendo,
period correct,
phat,
popsicle pimps,
sloth
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
There ain't no where that me and my hawg won't go......
Hell yeah.
Ok, ok. In all seriousness, this poor fellow paid some guy to make this photo. On this website that I found this on, there were plenty more examples of "satisfied" customers. I need to get in on that business.
Check it- This will be awesome.
Just Kickers is an event that our friend Jon Tubbs has his hand in making happen. Everything that I have heard about this so far sounds awesome. This shit is held in Oklahoma and I believe the point in that is to make it a good ride for the majority of people to get to. April 27-29 2012. Mark that on your calendars and go here for more info.
Labels:
chopper boogie,
party time,
ride high,
road trip,
smoke drugs
Monday, December 12, 2011
Saturdays.
Saturday was one of those days where in reality you didn't do shit, but you feel like you accomplished a shitload. Moon and Duane showed up at my house early to get TCB on Duane's bike and we headed out.
We packed up and got ready for a seek and destroy mission.
Seats by Shane. Duane's Shovelhead is now ready to go.
After shredding terror, we scoped out some of our prospective buildings for the Dojo.
While all of this was going on, Dean texted me to let us know that he had all of his tour gear ready.
We got back to my house and I broke out my Christmas presents for the crew.
We always end up getting overly wasted. I do at least. Drinking weird shit off of the counter.
Bowles had to pee, so he peed properly. Backwards.
The one and only Danny Dean even showed up to have "a beer or two". He was also one of the last to leave.
Brian made a fire in my front yard to set the mood. Sex.
My memory is a little unclear about the rest of the night. I do remember watching Road Warriors before I woke back up, so it was a success.
Go get it.
Show Class issue 4 starring our boyfriend Jeremiah and a fat chick. The calendar is out too. Go get that shit!
Friday, December 9, 2011
Big Timers.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Gwen's Perfect son...
Christmas is almost here.....
So, we are going to have a holiday party at my house this weekend. Hopefully it gets as badass as this.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
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.
Labels:
acid sweat lodge,
chopper dreams,
do drugs,
karate,
panhandle
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Tech Article: Getting to know your bike.
I almost got sidetracked by not posting enough motorcycle shit on here. People might start to think that we are "gay" or not web-biker enough to hang with the rest of the pack. Therefore, I will continue with another tech article for your education. It is very important to know your bike. A good exercise that I like to do to quiz myself is just randomly take a motor apart for the fuck of it.
Before I get right down and dirty with it, it is crucial to lubricate the motor so it comes apart easier. We like to pour oil straight in the oil hole.
Every time I take one of these weird looking coffee cans off, I check to see if it is properly balanced.
We found this stuff at the auto parts store. I like to spray it all over the inside of the motor because it is flame proof. You don't want anything to catch on fire. Duh.
This is how you pee backwards.
Organization is key. I like to put everything in a pile and push it off to the side, but Brandon showed up and mixed me all up.
Another good mental exercise you can do is have your friends show up one at a time and play with things. This tests you to see if you can stay focused in a distracting environment.
Keep repeating that process until enough people show up to where they finally break your concentration. It is unhealthy to concentrate that long anyways.
I also like to have as many projects going on at once as possible. This keeps your mind refreshed and strong. One side project was turning Brian's bike into a Jax Teller replica from Sons Of Anarchy.
It's ok if you can't figure out how to put things back together. I always look as it as a nice decorative addition to the shop. People know you mean business when you have motors strewn about.
Labels:
biker style,
chopper boogie,
samcro,
shovelheads,
tech shit
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