I guess a lot of the most attractive psychology behind chops, bobs, hot rods, customs and the like has been the sacrificing of a certain degree of practicality in the vain-glorious obsession with the pursuit of aesthetics and what looks cool . . . . even if looking cool is hotter than Satan's penis . . . . hmmmmm . . . . oh well, what the fuck . . . . hi Satan . . . . my name's Dog, now . . . . about your dick . . . .
REAL COOL SHIT - REAL BIKES, REAL CARS, REAL TUNES . . . . AND A LI'L BIT OF REAL VITRIOLIC RANTING . . . . AND A WHOLE BUNCH OF OTHER COOL STUFF THAT GIVES ME THE HORN . . . . unless otherwise stated, all words, blurbs and drivel herein are entirely mine. I hope you dig it. All my personal photos can be enlarged by clicking on the image.
Tuesday, 16 October 2012
"1956 FL CHOBBER/BOPPER" ['SBSTREETMACHINES'] . . . . MORE COOL SHIT FROM THE ORIENT, A DIRTY GREAT SHED CHOCK FULL OF CLASSIC IRON . . . . I'M BEGINNING TO GIVE SOME THOUGHT TO RIDDING THE OLD PROJECT SHOVELLER OF ITS EXHAUST GASSES . . . . I'VE ALWAYS DUG HIGH, LONG SHOTTIES, A COOL LOOK . . . . BUT I'VE ALWAYS HATED PIPE BURN ON THE INNER KNEE . . . . OUCH . . . . BURN BABY, BURN !!!
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