My old man has his own buisness,it's a third party service and he has contracts with a few relocation companies.Well, the other day one of the companies sends over work for a guy up in Milwaukee that works for the ''Factory''.This guy had boxes of bolt-on shit and chrome this and like 6 seats that come on stock bikes.you could have built a bagger out of the box of shit he had.....You should have seen his closet,they had harley t-shirts for everyday of the year.
Then I found this sign in his garage,read the fucking thing and then look at the whole image.
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