After about 1 1/2 years, Scott finally has his Ironhead. Our plan was to head north to the Ben Hur Lodge, get breakfeast, and then head to the Slimey Crud run just west of Madison......that is, until Mother Nature opened her dirty filthy cunty legs
Pouring rain aint gonna keep these nigga's down. Its bar-o-thirty.
Heading back south, stopped for a pit stop. Thank the baby Jesus for warm coffee and baileys.
Choppers for life
One day, I will have to build a masterbation station like this one in my future back yard. Filled with dirty magazines, fire, and filth.
Home sweet home. The Choppers ran good, the weather could have been better. But, if your with the right people, you make the best outa the situatuon and enjoy life. Thats what its all about!