Back in the day, you didn’t buy a pro-made brand-name fly ramp from a big box store – you dragged whatever scrap material you could scrounge up out to the street and went to work. This meant that sometimes the big wipeout of the day was just from the ramp falling apart as one of the first riders made contact with it. We all knew it would happen to someone, but were still just fucking sent it. Yeehaw!
https://psyne.blog/product/yeehaw-huckleberry-hound-1958-vintage-t-shirt/
I like to think that this is what Hank’s dreams are like, or maybe it was while he was unconscious after the big propane explosion
Giving mouth-to-mouth to this particular set of Thalia and Melpomene tattooed tits could result in some weird coulrophobia issues, but I’d be willing to take
Slot cars were an incredibly popular toy in the 1960s, and for good reason — they bore a striking likeness to the vehicles they were
“If it is the dirty element that gives pleasure to the act of lust, then the dirtier it is, the more pleasurable it is bound
This 1972 Ford Pinto Runabout was acquired by the seller out of California in 2021. It is finished in yellow over a black interior and
“Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swiggin’ wine, spittin’, jumping, running — that’s the way to live.
As car enthusiasts, we tend to dwell on the more glamorous parts of auto body production, if you will—the stages that take a body design