Hey all you weirdos, freaks and lurkers... what's going down out there in the real world?
I've been hold up in the garage making shit for DS... sissy bars, mids etc.... my shop is my sanctuary - when I'm in there time is of no matter. Fuck, I don't even have any tunes I don't want any distraction from my world...
So any ways let me just touch on this a bit... I've been hitting it hard for 34 years now forever on the lookout for that true brotherhood that existed way back when, way before I started riding ('77). I looked for it in the club scene for most of my life - what a drag. Well, when I met and started to bond with the DS crew I was a little taken aback, taken back to that dream I had held on to for 34 or more years, that dream of true brotherhood. You know the deal, you, your bro's and good times whether you're wrenchin' with them or puttin' across this great country of ours with them,there is no better....
So d.s. Jason hits me up, seems he sold a killer wishbone to a kat in my hood so I tell him to jam up drop the frame off and hang out. The best part of this story is I've NEVER met Jason in person.... I know it sounds crazy to feel a brotherhood with a guy I've never met but I know Tim wouldn't have someone around who's a heel... Plus, I'd spoken to Jason a couple of times on the phone and shot texts back and forth. Kinda like a cousin you've never met - still family. Well, Jason rolls in to town about 6:00 on Thursday and I'm stoked to met another of my new DS brothers.... after some quick howdy's we hit the house I show him to the guest bedroom and we hit the couch for the lets get to know you conversation. Man we just clicked - non-stop jawing... we stayed up until 2 in the morning watchin' biker flicks and shit... the next day we drop off the frame and hit the streets on the search for killer chopper parts after a little driving around I hit up a old friend Brian Mackey. Brian had told me about some Becks grips he had for sale so we hit him Jason scored some real slick pipes for the knuckle and other shit he was looking for. I scored a nos Goodyear Speedgrip 16 with tits on it still. Can't wait to go back in the spring when Brian gets it all sorted out.
Well this is a short FFF its 5:00 in the morning and I'm up and about. Jason it was a gas to finally meet you. The door is open, you know were every thing is make yourself at home....keys in the bike and there's gas in the Lincoln - dig it!
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When in doubt, chop it!