Rode my first Butter Lap tonight, hit 30mph coming down Great Highway. Hands off the brakes next time!

Nedburger. Don’t ask.

Nedburger. Don’t ask.

We conclude that, although human beings do not enjoy eating dog food, they are also not able to distinguish its flavor profile from other meat-based products that are intended for human consumption.
Call me!

Call me!

Filed under: jokes you can make if you’re bald and taping shit to your head isn’t a problem

Buying a nicer coffee table to put this book on. Low-res photos don’t do it justice, this is straight up constructeur porn.

The Golden Age of Handbuilt Bicycles, by Jan Heine and Jean-Pierre Pradères

natgeofound:

A boy between two mounted lobsters caught off the New Jersey coast, February 1915.Photograph by Walter L. Beasley, National Geographic

Automatic and enthusiastic reblobster!

(Reblogged from meredithmo)
Shaming your fixie since 1860

Shaming your fixie since 1860