About big jonny
The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure.
Flagstaff, Arizona, USA
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Top:
Screw Belgian New Warmers, it’s all about Swedish Knee Socks
Middle:
Cipolini models the Pantalon Jaune and a his new hair cut.
Bottom:
Conclusive Proof that nothing is new in the Hipster World.
I got the tunes! No, I got the Tunes!
Going for the Gold Baby! In muff diving that is.
New Fed undercover bike program was a huge bust. No one could ever figure out how the Hipsters knew.
…ernesto colnago does know how to compete…
…when the competition shows up in their new “skinsuits”, well, ya just gotta bust out a newer, cooler bike…
I’ll do all three.
down tube friction shifters, sweet.
loren wins.
Down tube pump mount for when you need to pump ……….. sweet!
This little box right here will make you as cool as me.
I think that EPO had some estrogen in it.
Wheres my fucking neck?
does anyone else think that the brakes were poorly photoshopped onto the track bike? The drapes don’t match the curtains, if you know what I’m sayin
and I don’t mean that in a not-getting-the-hipster-irony sort of way. I mean those brake hoods don’t really fit with 1972. That’s all.
What! Only one set of nipples!?
That’s not 1972 – that’s the new Türkmenistan built freestyle timetrial bike – the hippest ride in all of Ashgabat!
(WTF is that thing with the shifter boot on the downtube? – some kind of Hammerschmidt meets Orange Krate Stik Shift road shifter?)
The walkman, the feathered hair, the knee high socks, the ecstasy tracers… oh what the early 80’s were all about…
The gold tights and high heels, the blockout shades, the topless girls, the cocaine lifestyle, oh what the late 80’s were all about…
I am Ernesto. You will ride my bike or I will break your neck. (It’s actually a Colnago-Ferrari from the late 80s. I think the brakes are Modolo hydraulics (did they ever make it out of the prototype phase?) Wasn’t the joystick supposed to control a variable gear in the crank?)
The chick in the middle has a nice set of Deltas.