Let’s not get all bloody political and start pointing fingers but I think even the most gifted yankee moron can attest that despite the smell of patchouli oil and the thunder from my bass… stuff is pretty whacked…but it’s reassuring that we all still have this shitty blog and blokes with a sense of humor to get through to the next gig….

Never smoke your own…

that’s all I’m gonna say ….

Good Golly lil miss Molly I’m not currently in the market for another rim brake bike..but if I was this bitch is mother fuckn steal….

Being a top professional often gives liberty’s that some of the also rans don’t get to experience..like using the best equipment money can buy, and offering them up to the next guy for a paltry sum.oh no I’m not hating on the player, this Shimano seat pin is on my top list for saddle holders but the second hand price has pushing my yanks back into my wallet, unless it’s going in a frame that’s too big for the buyer. Those scratches and gouges kinda is a boner kill..

Holy bat turds..that’s way out of reach for that wheel set.

So that’s where all the creative minds went…back out to the carriage house, to tinker with bicycles..The execution is high, the quality looks pretty solid…it’s probably worth the asking price in the time alone this silly fool spent tinkering with it..

 I’m offering the no more than 600$…