Choppers for Life
This is my dude. I dont know what to say. He saves me from doing some really stupid shit sometimes. I guess it goes both ways though. Start ’em young and try to keep ’em safe. Choppers for life.
This is my dude. I dont know what to say. He saves me from doing some really stupid shit sometimes. I guess it goes both ways though. Start ’em young and try to keep ’em safe. Choppers for life.
This is Jameson. We call him Sonny. He’s 2 years old, almost 3 and a half feet tall and he’s got the hair of a god damned angel.
I sat outside the other afternoon while my son played in the sandbox. I was just kicking back in a chair enjoying the day. Sonny was playing trucks, diggin’ holes, wearing one sock and what not. It reminded me that being a kid rules. That’s sort of the same thing that gets me so obsessed with bikes. Dickin’ around with bikes and riding around with friends keeps you young at heart. The trick is to go with the flow and always pay your own way. As soon as you start taking sh*t too serious or writing checks your ass cant cash, you’re fucked.