Find some culture, you fucking heathens!

and check out Pistol Mice (formerly Blip, AKA Mississippi Review). A solid publication with some quality literature for those who can read and good pictures for the rest of you. And don't be afraid to read a little poetry while you're there.

If you wanna see some real class, check the archives for Jon Patrick's (The Selvedge Yard)contribution:

It's Friday

So quite standing around and let's fucking do this!

Fucking Ruler!

If Phillip Roebuck rode a chopper, it would have a 16 over Dick Allen springer. And no, it wouldn't have a metal flake tank!

Devolution?

Perfectly good chick bike...

Now all that's left is everything...

Buried Treasure

This was given to me by a friend w/ the statement "you like this fucked-up old chopper shit--hang this on the wall..."

Off-set springer perch with waaaayyyy over rear legs: weighs about 90lbs.

I was going to remove the stem, but decided to do some professional exploration first. The problem is that Mikey is like that kid you invite to your birthday party, and while you're not looking he unwraps your fucking presents!

Steve's professional opinion: "One of these things is not like the other..."

It was even chrome! Damn the 70's were a rough time for old parts... Now, anybody wanna hook a brother up w/ some front legs and a top tree?

Sometimes I Still Miss Texas

$5 says that when asked, she'll tell you that Freebird is the soundtrack to her life























Stolen from Cheap Thrills and Good Times

Subtlety is Everything