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.
Friday, 15 November 2013
LET ME BE THE ONE TO MAKE THE CALL ON THIS HEIST, CAUSE THAT'S WHAT IT IS . . . . BREAK NO BONES ABOUT IT . . . . THIS IS THE McDONALD'S OF THE CUSTOM BIKE WORLD.
FILE UNDER "S IS FOR SWINDLE" . . . . SOMETHING IS ROTTEN IN THE STATE BIKEDOM.
This has been building up pressure in my mind and soul for a couple of years, like a monstrous, pustulescent cyst and I've had enough . . . . can you smell that odour . . . . can you . . . . it's the stench of rancid hipster . . . . you'll find them here.