A Smoke Out Interlude

I'll have some Bad Monkey related content soon, but here's a few more shots of the Earth's greatest chopper rally until then.

The Gathering of the Tribe

Smoke Out 11 has come and gone. A guaranteed great time year after year. Bikes, hot chicks, alcohol, and bad behavior. Most importantly, the quality people. And no, not 'quality' like people that go to church and listen to Rush Limbaugh. The quality kind of humans that know how to have real fun with no regrets. Here's a few pics of them.





And for the 100th time, if you claim to care anything about choppers but have never made it to at least one Smoke Out, you're just a fucking pussy and a poser. And save your lame ass excuses. I rode with a bunch of guys over 3000 miles to New Mexico and back, and even the shitty parts of the trip were great.

In Honor of the Journey We Prepare For.......

And for my buddy Bill who once ran from the cops on his bike, on his birthday, because he felt it was the birthday present he gave himself. Safe travels to all the retards heading West this coming week so we can crack some beers together soon. Roll that shit.

Substance is Overrated

I know the posts haven't been real bike related lately, but we're heading for New Mexico in 4 days. I promise plenty of pictures of the whole retarded adventure. Until then you'll just have to be satisfied with this shot of a smoking hot chick.

Happy Now??

A Brief Rant

I'm no fan of H-D dealerships, as most real riders aren't. Regardless, I stopped by my local one this morning to pick up a stock part for a shop I've been doing some part time work for. I arrive at 9:30am. About 30 bikes parked outside the dealership which are obviously bikes they have for sale. Several vehicles in the parking lot. I walk to one door, it's locked. I walk around the corner to the next set of doors, also locked.
At this point, some dude in his truck yells to me that they don't open until 10. Fucking 10am on Saturday! But, they had no problem rolling 30 bikes outside for perusement by potential victims, er, customers. And worse yet, I realize that along with the guy who yelled out to me, there are several more people sitting in their cars waiting for this clown show to open.

This is why you have a shit reputation, Thunder Tower H-D. You are morons. And, you didn't get to sell me a couple air filters.

The hottest chick with a guy's name......

Randy is featured in this month's issue of The Horse, but here's a shot of her that didn't quite make it in. Generously posted by Chopper Dave.