i got so damned extreme yesterday raking leaves that i broke two rakes. many people already know this, but mother of fuck, if you throw I-N-G at the end of a word, i will take that word to thence forth mean “world championship of the universe.” that said, i set to task my [...]

May your weekend be full of escapism, denial, moral conflict, and dependencies.

GET YOUR EXTREME ON THE MOUNTAIN OF ARIZONA WITH LEGENDARY ACE OF ALL EXTREMITIES, SMOKIN’ H-DAVE-MANBALL TOUR EXTREMES!!!!! GET VERTICAL! GET SIDEWAYS! GET JUMPER AND X IT UP LIKE IT’S 2009!!! GET IT ON!!!! GET LOADED!!!! GET BITTER!!!! TAKE YOUR HEELS OUT AND GET FREE-SKI!!! GET AERO!!! [...]

it is the revenge of the exploded. finally, after decades of reconstruction and recovering, the japanish have made their way into the world of extreme snacks. they have busted into it with a vengeance, just as we should expect after having busted the socks off of two of their best towns. we [...]

I’m not trying to Post-Hog, I swear. I just felt it had to be done…

PDF: VDB_posse

Sorry dewds, nothing against Lawler, but I keep coming across these images of pure America, which I feel compelled to share with this America loving contingency. This particular photo was taken by Shepard Fairey himself, and it’s a picture of Tom Cruise’s own cruise ship which has docked on the shores of Africa and [...]

This is probably the most American thing I have ever seen. It’s a picture of Big Jonny, aka George Clooney, on a battlefield jackhammering his way through the hood of an H2 so that he can save spring break with his bare hands. If you voted for Obama, you probably won’t even be [...]

I had the good fortune today to catch a rare glimpse inside the wild spirit that we here at DC know as BGR. You know he’s a man of adventure, but did you know he’s from Kansas? I did. Anyways, I’d like to invite you to eavesdrop on my latest Fireside Chat. [...]

Man, I really struggle to pinpoint the year, the company, the location, or even the fucking time of day, when anything between August of 1997 and Two-thousand, let’s say, um, Three happened. Maybe 2002, I don’t know. Giant’s throwback link to the DC of yore reminded me of things that I can’t remember, [...]

Once in a while you’re gonna run across some REALLY stupid shit, especially if you’re rocking Drunkcyclist.com up in your favorites bar. When I ran across this bitch’s pathological mania this morning, I about sent the morning business out the door early.
Whaaaaaaaaaat???????????
Crazy Bitch’s Nonsense

But not much prettier. What the hell. My pixel weighs a ton. Why not an art picture? Art picture:

Oh and since you never answer your damned phone – Congratulations, Husky……

what a dick. thanks, dad. dad?

Ever since Jonny started using the VO5 up in his Monchhichi lid, shit just ain’t been the same down at the swap meet. He’s been keeping game tight and to the curb. He’s even leaked a couple prototype models of his muffin-top-enhancing denims. Fixie kids will be frontin’ muffins faster than you [...]

Whoops.

Open Letter to My Father:
Maybe it’s you up there in the sky shining like a star, looking down on me from the heavens. Maybe it’s you, that wild spirit animal drifting across the sky like a buffalo — free and joyous. Maybe it’s you, that bum under the portico of the library, spirit [...]

Well. Piss-boring, shit-tired winter. Not anymore. It’s time to talk with one of cycling’s founding fathers, Hurl Everstone. If you read this site frequently and don’t know who Hurl Everstone is, maybe you need to read some other sites. Fuh Real.
Let’s Start with this:

Everstone is major. [...]

Just so y’all know. Oh, and new crap up at the Nest of the Hawk

Teflon spittin’ and written, I stab kitten.
Happy New Year, fools.

Hey, listen –
Most folks know that when you ask someone for something, you have to give them something in return. It’s pretty fucking basic. Maybe it has to do in some way with the 3rd law of physics. I know, gutter punks think that because they eat from the dumpster, they don’t [...]