Thank you for this video. My grandfather was Donnie Wold Sr. I miss him so much. It was nice to see some faces of my childhood that take my mind back to the things he did and loved.
I had the pleasure of meeting Moose this summer at their Summer Nationals. Good times, good dudes. Respect to El Forasteros, Galloping Goose and the Bondslaves MC’s. All you guys were pretty cool to be around.
Dave Mann's artwork (marketed by Ed Roth in 1966) was my first exposure to this great club. I hope these guys are around for a good long time. True Americans enjoying their freedom.
My cousin was sitting on his bike at a Stop Sign when a drunk teenager came around the corner too wide and came right under his arm , it hit him so hard it knocked him out of his boots , the bike was imbedded in the cars grill and it knocked my cousin down the street, it broke both his legs and he still has rods and pins in both legs, what saved him was his brother had been racing bikes in Japan and Phil was wearing his helmet, boots , and leg wraps, I had been a fan of Then Came Bronson and had been saving money since the 6th grade, my Uncle had a little Harley less than 100 cc that he had rode with The Shriners , and he gave it to me, now I was just a kid, 5th or 6th grade, we had a huge backyard that joined up with my Uncle's yard and I rode that bike everyday, well when my Cousin was hit by a car I came home from school and my mom had made my Dad get rid of my bike , they would not sign papers for me to get a big bike and over time I just put my money down on a 327 , 1968 Camero , blue with white pinstripes, great car , this was when power steering and air conditioning were extra, so no A/C , no power steering or brakes but it was a great car, 3 speed on the floor because 4 speeds insurance was to high
I partied with Tom Fugle a few times! Great guy,so funny and straight shooter. I knew Skip and a bunch of others, God rest the souls of Skip and David and Tom and all them men! Good men and solid brothers ALL! DREAM OF VALHALLA!
I remember an old loose knit group of Bikers back in the early 60's in my area. they had a stall at the local Texaco station, I think they did car and bike repairs and they'd run with the old HD Servicar to jump off cars to a start or bring a can of gas anything to make a buck. Those guys had HDs, A Servicar, Cushman Eagles, Old WW2 vintage Simplex's whatever they could get their hands on. Also, I remember seeing some of the Galloping Gooses around too. Those cats had the first choppers I saw.
Great video.Some of my friends are El Forasteros in Des Moines , Iowa!! Love the Chopper had one myself that was actually in Easy Rider Mag. My ex built it and now has it, I miss it a lot. It was a awesome bike!! 8ft. rake. Stay safe and never ride faster then your angle can fly!!
Sad to know some of the brothers in this clip are gone. In the '60's I knew some of the Kansas City EFMC. Coolest dudes on the planet to this kid at the time. Met David Mann several times.
gotta have respect for dudes that build their own choppers, not like the ones that can go drop 30 grand on a cookie cutter chopper, american ironhorse, big dog, titan, etc....what pride can you take in that? them are yuppie choppers. you want a chopper? build it! then you'll have my respect. maybe.
that's my chopper on the back right of the pack,it was my brother's tim ,he passed away last year. Its great to see him riding in this video along side his brothers! RIP tim davis FFFF!
At 67 I no were you guys are come ing from! Can't live without my chopper! It's old leaks oil pretty loud. Lots of patena.and o yes ! Garage full of them!!!
Legendary. I grew up in East Houston Texas. The banditos used to run the neighborhood. You would hear them in packs screaming through the neighborhood at like 2:00 in the morning blowing every stop sign lol. There beer joint was called the watering hole just up the street. They actually had many beer joints in the neighborhood. But there bikes were one of a kind. The streets has it that if you weren't a brother or had a Harley you had to have a pass to ride through the neighborhood. If you had a Harley and weren't a brother and they liked your bike they would beat you up and take your bike and break down the bike for parts to build other bikes haha. I would hear stories about a brother trading his girlfriend for a set if handle bars and a sprocket set or something like that 😆. Crazy life.
fuckin' sweet. i support 81 but i like these guys attitude about riding a bike unlike any other that you built up yourself and the lush fucking PRIDE you feel in your horse that you can't get anywhere else. i dig that shit
Great clip. Righteous people to party with. Unfortunately, several people in this clip are no longer with us. R.I.P. Lyle, Shifty, Tim. Still brothers on a different road!
Hey Moose, really good to see ya man! I am Wick's son Tom (DesMoines) I was standing there that day that Big Don M. rolled his bike out and said the throttle was sticking. Don rode to the stop sign and back no problem, my dad up and back no problem. And you was the lucky one Moose, I will never forget the way you went through that hedge dodged the picnic table and made your way under that clothes line, that was fucking amazing man! I thought you was a gonner and you pulled it off like no other. Its good to know that your still ridin and building chopper's! Im going to have a chopper one day. keep on keepin on Moose, El Forastero's Forever! Tom L. Scovel Sr. A'ho!
I don't recall anything about El Forstero's originating in Jefferson SD, I have lived in the area my entire life and I am 61. I do know they had a club in downtown Sioux City IA in the basement of an old building around the lower 4th are. I partied there many times. I met Tom Fugle there and Donnie Wold. I also partied at Donnie Wold's house many times, I actually grew up only a few blocks from his house. Fun, fun, times.
Love these old videos we enjoy the same thing just different style motor bike i grew up riding chopper's my grandpa built me a chopper with a 8hp Briggs Stratton at 8 years old rode it until my 16th birthday grandpa gave me his 72 900 Sportster Chopper 7ft springer front end 18 grandpa gave me his 82 1200 Sportster 25th anniversary wouldn't trade em for a new bike
To me these are the salt of the earth! Best people alive man! When two guys of the same mind and spirit meet each other there's no need to discuss it. Your brothers! Period!
True ol original brotherhood MC. Not for profit and no shit, man. True MC pure N simple but man, they were all tuff cookies and not commercial like many clubs these days.
Freedom, A country with out freedom is like a body with out heath,! no helmet, no insurance, registration is ok, I live in Canada, wish the people of Canada could see it my way, Freedom is the only way. Helmet laws are unconstitutional.
A black man built the Captain America chopper for easy rider. He was an awesome man and part of one of the most revolutionary 1% MC'S in history. The first black and then the first integrated MC. The best MC in history. SYL36.
Guy that played Grizzly Adams built Captain America bike, maybe he rebuild it after the movie, one or the other, don't matter if you're black or white if it dont matter to you.
There is a fact when it comes to rolling a Chopper, and that's when you don't like the feel of riding in the saddle of any other Bike, and it's called being Chopper Broke! 👌
Mr.Fugle ;fisically just pass away but not your Legacy ; just a Pioneer ; True example of Spirit of Freedom ; El Forasteros for Ever ; Grettings from CostaRica.
Cool video, that bunch sounds like they love their bikes. All to often people own a bike like a piece of jewelry... Status, image. I don't detect that listening to them. True enthusiasts
That is John Monk owner of Revelation tattoo in Gladstone, Mo not a Fed and damn sure not an informant! His shop produces some of the best damn ink in the KC metro area!
Remember when Moose was shoveling grain out at golden Sun Feed....Remember when Jerry and Milo Pugh went to so cal to pick up the 1%.....er charter directly from Sonny Barger....Jim Spalding , the pugh boys, teddy cade...Peaches...( Mike Heinz)...we were friends and probably still are....
Lena told me Jerry went to Lawton to get the patch back in the mid60s. I came in in 1969 was originally Church's old lady - my first run was 4th July Atlanta Pop Festival, Tiki and I were the only old ladies on that run ; Goose old ladies lost their property patches that August because of the answer I gave Church when he offered me his; he went to a meeting one night and came home about an hour later and went to the bedroom closet and got out his property patch - he'd never given it to anyone else and offered it to me (actually he had two in the closet, an accidental misorder was the reason. He returned only one to the club and told me to keep and hide the other. I did. Later, the ratpiss cunt biology forced me to call a mother made a point of making sure it disappeared, may that whore's soul burn in hell. I asked him to lie down with me because I wanted him to understand my answer. I told him, "No". and then told him why. He had really wanted me to take it. However, we held each other with all the love in the universe between us and I told him what I thought. He understood my answer completely and absolutely agreed with me when he heard me. He asked me to write down what I'd said. He took it back to the meeting. He had come home specifically to offer me the patch - which I did not know at that moment; because the club were voting on whether or not to retain the property patches. The vote was even. Church had not voted. His was the deciding vote. He chose to let me decide when he offered it to me. The club agreed. That's why he came home. My response was too long to write here. May still be in the archives - probably lost in Katrina along with all the old photos - if anyone really cares, let me know and I'll recount it later. He took my answer back to the meeting and read it to them.. They voted again. The vote was unanimous against retaining the property patch. I was a15 year old runaway. My cunt mother found out where I was and arrived with the police to pick me up and bust him for statutory rape. He wasn't home. I had no choice except to leave; I COULD NOT put him in jail over me. I never stopped loving him and still do over 50 years on. He was and still is the only love of my life - my green eyed angel. I will rejoin him when God lets me. Dave Wirges, that shithole faggot 'ho, would NOT let me attend his funeral. A year later, on the first anniversary of Jonathon's death, I was with Redneck Ed when we went to Church's grave. It was the first and last time I've been there. We were on Church's bike. On the way back to town, we all pulled over to let someone catch up. Shitbrain Boesche (ex-president Lawton - which fell apart under his presidency - he was so jealous of Jerry he couldn't stand himself - he had been such a total fuckup and Jerry kept his shit together) was running his shitass mouth as usual, looking back over his right shoulder making some dribble brain shithead comment to someone and then without even beginning to look to the left; pulled the bike DIRECTLY INTO THE PATH OF AN ONCOMING CAR - (driven by the chauffeur of Mrs Joe E. Brown, then NOLA's richest person). I WAS looking left and saw the car coming. I yelled. SHITHEAD ignored me and kept going. The buddy pegs were up high on the bike and I was able to pul my left leg up and out of the way in time. We hit. I came off the bike and went into a horseman's roll which is what kept me basically unharmed. I hit the ground several feet away and was semi-knocked out. Debbie de Feo was the first one to get to me. I remember hearing her scream, "Skip, she's dead!" Skip (Luke Taylor El Forestero - incidentally, his middle name - which he hated and usually would not tell what it was - was Malcolm)) ran to me. He started talking to me and I was able to rouse enough to answer him. I had only a slight concussion, a small gash on my head and the nerves in my knee were numb for several years. Ed's leg was caught between the bike and the car and his ankle was crushed, his lower leg broken and his femur was broken. He spent a few months in Charity Hospital recovering and lost most of the use of his ankle and lost his control over his mind. He had a major problem considering himself a gimp and a cripple. He was already an asshole and became worse over the next few years. Within 3 years he was dead. Suicide. Being his usual cunt self playing one of his favourite brainless games which was pulling out a loaded gun and shooting it in the direction of someone else and saying things like, "Opps, you flinched!!!" Stoned and stupid was his normal state of being. Thank God, Jerry had recently had enough of the cunt's shit and had pulled Ed's patch on some run in Iowa (I was NOT there thankfully, I had gone back to NOLA at that time.) Yep. He hit and killed a man. A friend of Skip's - a hangaround - a man who with his wife had been trying for FIVE years to conceive a baby and had THAT FUCKING MORNING HAD BEEN TOLD BY HER DOCTOR SHE WAS FINALLY PREGNANT - died for no reason except Ed was a shitbrained cunt. Ed ran. Got into a car and took off. Some distance away, he put the gun to his head and travelling 100 mph shot his brains out. Some teenager who saw it happen, said he ran to the car and Ed was still alive and tried to say something too him. Skip IDed his corpse and said there was NO WAY that Ed could have been still alive. His funeral was that Friday in Baraboo, Wisconsin. Askolds, Mickey, Jingles and I attended. Only his immediate family were there. NO ONE cried. Not even his mother. Ed had demanded I always carry a Crown Royal liquor bag on my wrist. It had 3 rolls of film in it. One was a drug buy in NOLA. Tiki and Tiger were there. The sellers - New Orleans 1st District Police. Yes, I know which ones. Another - graves in a Missouri state park outside of Kansas City - Clubby's victims. Yes, that cunt WAS a serial killer. Sadistic, opportunistic fun slayer of women. I know. I was in his basement. His "playroom". Under the house - a crawl space - a woman's corpse was in there. tortured to death. ED MADE DAMNED CERTAIN I SAW IT. Long story too. did happen. That's all for the moment.
Thank you for this video. My grandfather was Donnie Wold Sr.
I miss him so much. It was nice to see some faces of my childhood that take my mind back to the things he did and loved.
I had the pleasure of meeting Moose this summer at their Summer Nationals. Good times, good dudes. Respect to El Forasteros, Galloping Goose and the Bondslaves MC’s. All you guys were pretty cool to be around.
my brother tim...is in this video,he passed last year...but, he is forever riding his bike thanks to this video.....rest in peace tim davis
Dave Mann's artwork (marketed by Ed Roth in 1966) was my first exposure to this great club. I hope these guys are around for a good long time. True Americans enjoying their freedom.
its a real shame most americans will never know what riding a motorcycle feels like
My cousin was sitting on his bike at a Stop Sign when a drunk teenager came around the corner too wide and came right under his arm , it hit him so hard it knocked him out of his boots , the bike was imbedded in the cars grill and it knocked my cousin down the street, it broke both his legs and he still has rods and pins in both legs, what saved him was his brother had been racing bikes in Japan and Phil was wearing his helmet, boots , and leg wraps, I had been a fan of Then Came Bronson and had been saving money since the 6th grade, my Uncle had a little Harley less than 100 cc that he had rode with The Shriners , and he gave it to me, now I was just a kid, 5th or 6th grade, we had a huge backyard that joined up with my Uncle's yard and I rode that bike everyday, well when my Cousin was hit by a car I came home from school and my mom had made my Dad get rid of my bike , they would not sign papers for me to get a big bike and over time I just put my money down on a 327 , 1968 Camero , blue with white pinstripes, great car , this was when power steering and air conditioning were extra, so no A/C , no power steering or brakes but it was a great car, 3 speed on the floor because 4 speeds insurance was to high
I partied with Tom Fugle a few times! Great guy,so funny and straight shooter. I knew Skip and a bunch of others, God rest the souls of Skip and David and Tom and all them men! Good men and solid brothers ALL!
DREAM OF VALHALLA!
I remember an old loose knit group of Bikers back in the early 60's in my area. they had a stall at the local Texaco station, I think they did car and bike repairs and they'd run with the old HD Servicar to jump off cars to a start or bring a can of gas anything to make a buck. Those guys had HDs, A Servicar, Cushman Eagles, Old WW2 vintage Simplex's whatever they could get their hands on. Also, I remember seeing some of the Galloping Gooses around too. Those cats had the first choppers I saw.
Finally a club of individuals like the old days. Not some cookie cutter gang bangers on motorcycles. RESPECT.
HASFV Tiny was a El Forastero. From Iowa. In fact we had a World Run at Spirit Lake, close to his old stomping grounds !! RIP T, love ya Brother.
These dudes are straight up a living moving David mann poster! Ride on guys ride on
Little known fact David is from Kansas City Missouri .... also have an el for charter in kc
St.louis, mo.56 crew
I ain't a biker but back in the day in KansasCity the bikers were known for having the best skunk weed in them times (80s-90s, early 00's)
What part of Kansas City are you from, ever been to Harrisonville Missouri
TIM? RIP Tom Fugle. A true inspiration and visionary.
Thinkin the same thing. You think they'd get the FOUNDER'S name right!
He got his name wrong on purpose
@@Strudel288 exactly
@@rosslauriebill why u say this?
A band of old badass bikers the real deal.
My Dad is in this video@ 2:13 the last person on the left. He passed away in 1996 but took his cutoff with him, Always a 1%.
Kerry Latham respect
Thank you I hope he made it to heaven, if he didn't he is sure giving the devil hell!.
Kerry Latham I would say so to, watch out old nick. 😈 here I come.
Did you know him?
Kerry Latham alas no, but at the end of the day, we are all biker's.
Great video.Some of my friends are El Forasteros in Des Moines , Iowa!! Love the Chopper had one myself that was actually in Easy Rider Mag. My ex built it and now has it, I miss it a lot. It was a awesome bike!! 8ft. rake. Stay safe and never ride faster then your angle can fly!!
Angle?
@@WhiteNacho flying to fast indeed.
Where is Mike Holmes Fitzwater, are you still in, Harrisonville, Missouri Mike was a Galloping Goose
Sad to know some of the brothers in this clip are gone. In the '60's I knew some of the Kansas City EFMC. Coolest dudes on the planet to this kid at the time. Met David Mann several times.
gotta have respect for dudes that build their own choppers, not like the ones that can go drop 30 grand on a cookie cutter chopper, american ironhorse, big dog, titan, etc....what pride can you take in that? them are yuppie choppers. you want a chopper? build it! then you'll have my respect. maybe.
that's my chopper on the back right of the pack,it was my brother's tim ,he passed away last year. Its great to see him riding in this video along side his brothers! RIP tim davis FFFF!
BS, buddy
At 67 I no were you guys are come ing from! Can't live without my chopper! It's old leaks oil pretty loud. Lots of patena.and o yes ! Garage full of them!!!
Sell 'em al, they're junk.
Just because some of the MEN Are gone. They are not forgotten. The CLUB is still active and many old and current members keep her going CFL Brothers
Easyrider Pappy yiko
Legendary. I grew up in East Houston Texas. The banditos used to run the neighborhood. You would hear them in packs screaming through the neighborhood at like 2:00 in the morning blowing every stop sign lol. There beer joint was called the watering hole just up the street. They actually had many beer joints in the neighborhood. But there bikes were one of a kind. The streets has it that if you weren't a brother or had a Harley you had to have a pass to ride through the neighborhood. If you had a Harley and weren't a brother and they liked your bike they would beat you up and take your bike and break down the bike for parts to build other bikes haha. I would hear stories about a brother trading his girlfriend for a set if handle bars and a sprocket set or something like that 😆. Crazy life.
fuckin' sweet. i support 81 but i like these guys attitude about riding a bike unlike any other that you built up yourself and the lush fucking PRIDE you feel in your horse that you can't get anywhere else. i dig that shit
Great clip. Righteous people to party with. Unfortunately, several people in this clip are no longer with us. R.I.P. Lyle, Shifty, Tim. Still brothers on a different road!
When did Shifty die? What ever happened to Amy?
When I think of how I look on my Harley it's exactly like these guys.....even if it's not. Lol
Great old school club and bikes. Nice !!
Hey Moose, really good to see ya man! I am Wick's son Tom (DesMoines) I was standing there that day that Big Don M. rolled his bike out and said the throttle was sticking. Don rode to the stop sign and back no problem, my dad up and back no problem. And you was the lucky one Moose, I will never forget the way you went through that hedge dodged the picnic table and made your way under that clothes line, that was fucking amazing man! I thought you was a gonner and you pulled it off like no other. Its good to know that your still ridin and building chopper's! Im going to have a chopper one day. keep on keepin on Moose, El Forastero's Forever!
Tom L. Scovel Sr. A'ho!
Sounds like the Moose guy you describe should stick to bicycles from the sound of it
I've been a lone rider, no club needed but...That's a club I want to ride with...
Old school bikers. Not so many around these days. Price of Harleys is high and the world pushes its rules hard. Individuals not welcome.
Yea boys I got to hang and ride with the original nomads of longisland ny in the late 70s80s and I will allways be greatful for that thanks toots RIPs
BS
I don't recall anything about El Forstero's originating in Jefferson SD, I have lived in the area my entire life and I am 61. I do know they had a club in downtown Sioux City IA in the basement of an old building around the lower 4th are. I partied there many times. I met Tom Fugle there and Donnie Wold. I also partied at Donnie Wold's house many times, I actually grew up only a few blocks from his house. Fun, fun, times.
The sixties what a great time. Miss the old days.
Love these old videos we enjoy the same thing just different style motor bike i grew up riding chopper's my grandpa built me a chopper with a 8hp Briggs Stratton at 8 years old rode it until my 16th birthday grandpa gave me his 72 900 Sportster Chopper 7ft springer front end 18 grandpa gave me his 82 1200 Sportster 25th anniversary wouldn't trade em for a new bike
When I was a kid Id go into the bar on Truman Rd. K.C.MO. just so I could see the Club roll in. Much respect for this M/C!
1948 pan I believe your talking about the bar called the Tool Shed.
@@sterlingfoley4510 If I remember it was Auwgys or somthing like that.
1948 pan your probably right. I knew alot of the Kc Elforasteros Jones month his brother Josh. Jeff foley called moss.by the way I'm a Foley.
Badass 🇺🇸💪✊ Sincerely,
from Texas.
One of the coolest looking clubs I've ever come across. Real old school.
Great people's, great bikes it looks like the good old times🤘😎
The art and motorcycling life of David Mann brought me here. David Mann (RIP)
Im in mass usa yous guys must have a lot of long straight hiway out there your bikes are beautiful! Awesome!
Great Respect and love to these guys. Tom, Moose, Eddy, Lyle, Larry...
To me these are the salt of the earth! Best people alive man! When two guys of the same mind and spirit meet each other there's no need to discuss it. Your brothers! Period!
True ol original brotherhood MC. Not for profit and no shit, man. True MC pure N simple but man, they were all tuff cookies and not commercial like many clubs these days.
I’m with ya brothers choppers are life can’t see myself riding anything else
good old boys,respect from England............
Freedom, A country with out freedom is like a body with out heath,! no helmet, no insurance, registration is ok, I live in Canada, wish the people of Canada could see it my way, Freedom is the only way. Helmet laws are unconstitutional.
Grew up in kc. Always looked forward to seeing them. Class
"Class" alright, like grade 5 - still juveniles in the brain
@@williamblair6467 it’s called arrested development ya dope 😂
Are part of the history of choppers. This club deserves much respect. RIP David Mann.
Ya have to love these ol' guys. The real shit here.
been raised around em my whole life. couldn't ask for a more true family
A MC of pure builders how fucken kool
Long live Tiny the Beautiful
Miss you Lyle!!! RIP
Isnt “Tim “ at 2:00 , Tom Fugel , The leather worker and bike builder ?
Yes
Tiny Brower started El Forestero in Sioux City, IA. He was my cousin.
A black man built the Captain America chopper for easy rider. He was an awesome man and part of one of the most revolutionary 1% MC'S in history. The first black and then the first integrated MC. The best MC in history. SYL36.
B S
Austin and Spade George are rad cats too! MCMF!
My first Panhead Chopper in 76
Ben e hardy
Guy that played Grizzly Adams built Captain America bike, maybe he rebuild it after the movie, one or the other, don't matter if you're black or white if it dont matter to you.
wow... most cool the M.C. ever must respect, And salute, greeting from Kuching, Malaysia
Tim...
That's the type of Harley I grew up with
Rest in power, Moose. Ride high.
Forever legendary EFMC!!!
It would've been cool to meet Tom!! R.I.P Brother!!❤❤
Great vid! Much respect ✊
There is a fact when it comes to rolling a Chopper, and that's when you don't like the feel of riding in the saddle of any other Bike, and it's called being Chopper Broke! 👌
Triumph forks (with external springs) a Wassel peanut tank, Bates solo seat, black paint -- the good old days and my '47 Knuck.
@jasonat123 thanks lil bro for letting me know about this, it was great to see Tim at his best!!!
i got mad respect for the EFMC seen y'all since i was a lil kid thought u was cool then as i do now. i want me a chopper some day
Grow up
Mr.Fugle ;fisically just pass away but not your Legacy ; just a Pioneer ; True example of Spirit of Freedom ; El Forasteros for Ever ; Grettings from CostaRica.
Cool video, that bunch sounds like they love their bikes. All to often people own a bike like a piece of jewelry... Status, image. I don't detect that listening to them. True enthusiasts
It's a way of life.
Eddie,so handsome
He is across the street at the shop, had my cell phone and had me look this up, very nice guy
And if ya dont know the Onaha 81 charter (1st outta cali!) was an EFMC charter 1st! Solid foundation! SYL EFMC & TEAM 81!
you guys are way to cool!! lyle was my good friend i miss the hell out of him L&R Harry Fryed
Lyle was Kool shit
I met some brothers that had a potatoe farm and a guy who drove truck delivering potatoes
El Forastero Forever..!
Beautiful bike's.
Awesome!!!! Choppers forever!
I met the Tom 4 days ago cool old guy, very respectful...
this is big m.my Dad les bommer he was s pioneer of the hyper ext chopper.a
Riding without goggles! Thas a Mans Man! Gawd Damn!
cool video 😎. always loved choppers
but never owned one. hopefully one day I will.
Why bother?
Biker bro's can tell each other in a crowd. Ask questions about our bikes but do not try to BS us we will know pronto!
Unless the questions are in writing. You bikers are illiterate.
They'll always be my brothers in my heart. God bless the EFMC!
Why was Tom Fugle, introduced as “Tim” ? 🤨
Tom fuggle the legend r.i.p
Liked and Happy New Years !
RIP fugle 😢
From iraq
That being in a club stuff would drive me crazy, id just twist my grip and get out of that fomation pack, i need some free space. lol
The guy with the flamed out evo "chopper" look like an FBI informant who takes his job WAAAAY too serious
portcitymike1
Only because he's got a 1% neck tattoo and he's a lot younger.
That is John Monk owner of Revelation tattoo in Gladstone, Mo not a Fed and damn sure not an informant! His shop produces some of the best damn ink in the KC metro area!
kevin mueller One of the best shops around!
portcitymike1, that dude isn't no snitch. You really have a poor sense of judgment, you dummy!
portcitymike1 Q
" I'll Always Love 💘you MILKSHAKES!! "
Fantástico yo y mi harley vivimos unidos este 25 de enero encuentro festival biker en Pérez zeledon los cuervos pz organizan están invitados todos
Ride choppers or f$ck off .... famous words from the Legendary Tom Fugle
Thank you. Well said. ML&R
I'm hitting 59 next week, former 1% member and still riding my chop, happy dayz
how can you be happy about beeing a criminal ? .
@@Ladosligese just like you for being happy your gay
Nothing Like a back country pebble road!
Nothin like riding in a pack of your closest bros
Old school!!! RIP and Respect from Serbia
Much Respect
As real as it gets.
Remember when Moose was shoveling grain out at golden Sun Feed....Remember when Jerry and Milo Pugh went to so cal to pick up the 1%.....er charter directly from Sonny Barger....Jim Spalding , the pugh boys, teddy cade...Peaches...( Mike Heinz)...we were friends and probably still are....
Lena told me Jerry went to Lawton to get the patch back in the mid60s. I came in in 1969 was originally Church's old lady - my first run was 4th July Atlanta Pop Festival, Tiki and I were the only old ladies on that run ; Goose old ladies lost their property patches that August because of the answer I gave Church when he offered me his; he went to a meeting one night and came home about an hour later and went to the bedroom closet and got out his property patch - he'd never given it to anyone else and offered it to me (actually he had two in the closet, an accidental misorder was the reason. He returned only one to the club and told me to keep and hide the other. I did. Later, the ratpiss cunt biology forced me to call a mother made a point of making sure it disappeared, may that whore's soul burn in hell. I asked him to lie down with me because I wanted him to understand my answer. I told him, "No". and then told him why. He had really wanted me to take it. However, we held each other with all the love in the universe between us and I told him what I thought. He understood my answer completely and absolutely agreed with me when he heard me. He asked me to write down what I'd said. He took it back to the meeting. He had come home specifically to offer me the patch - which I did not know at that moment; because the club were voting on whether or not to retain the property patches. The vote was even. Church had not voted. His was the deciding vote. He chose to let me decide when he offered it to me. The club agreed. That's why he came home. My response was too long to write here. May still be in the archives - probably lost in Katrina along with all the old photos - if anyone really cares, let me know and I'll recount it later. He took my answer back to the meeting and read it to them.. They voted again. The vote was unanimous against retaining the property patch. I was a15 year old runaway. My cunt mother found out where I was and arrived with the police to pick me up and bust him for statutory rape. He wasn't home. I had no choice except to leave; I COULD NOT put him in jail over me. I never stopped loving him and still do over 50 years on. He was and still is the only love of my life - my green eyed angel. I will rejoin him when God lets me. Dave Wirges, that shithole faggot 'ho, would NOT let me attend his funeral. A year later, on the first anniversary of Jonathon's death, I was with Redneck Ed when we went to Church's grave. It was the first and last time I've been there. We were on Church's bike. On the way back to town, we all pulled over to let someone catch up. Shitbrain Boesche (ex-president Lawton - which fell apart under his presidency - he was so jealous of Jerry he couldn't stand himself - he had been such a total fuckup and Jerry kept his shit together) was running his shitass mouth as usual, looking back over his right shoulder making some dribble brain shithead comment to someone and then without even beginning to look to the left; pulled the bike DIRECTLY INTO THE PATH OF AN ONCOMING CAR - (driven by the chauffeur of Mrs Joe E. Brown, then NOLA's richest person). I WAS looking left and saw the car coming. I yelled. SHITHEAD ignored me and kept going. The buddy pegs were up high on the bike and I was able to pul my left leg up and out of the way in time. We hit. I came off the bike and went into a horseman's roll which is what kept me basically unharmed. I hit the ground several feet away and was semi-knocked out. Debbie de Feo was the first one to get to me. I remember hearing her scream, "Skip, she's dead!" Skip (Luke Taylor El Forestero - incidentally, his middle name - which he hated and usually would not tell what it was - was Malcolm)) ran to me. He started talking to me and I was able to rouse enough to answer him. I had only a slight concussion, a small gash on my head and the nerves in my knee were numb for several years. Ed's leg was caught between the bike and the car and his ankle was crushed, his lower leg broken and his femur was broken. He spent a few months in Charity Hospital recovering and lost most of the use of his ankle and lost his control over his mind. He had a major problem considering himself a gimp and a cripple. He was already an asshole and became worse over the next few years. Within 3 years he was dead. Suicide. Being his usual cunt self playing one of his favourite brainless games which was pulling out a loaded gun and shooting it in the direction of someone else and saying things like, "Opps, you flinched!!!" Stoned and stupid was his normal state of being. Thank God, Jerry had recently had enough of the cunt's shit and had pulled Ed's patch on some run in Iowa (I was NOT there thankfully, I had gone back to NOLA at that time.) Yep. He hit and killed a man. A friend of Skip's - a hangaround - a man who with his wife had been trying for FIVE years to conceive a baby and had THAT FUCKING MORNING HAD BEEN TOLD BY HER DOCTOR SHE WAS FINALLY PREGNANT - died for no reason except Ed was a shitbrained cunt. Ed ran. Got into a car and took off. Some distance away, he put the gun to his head and travelling 100 mph shot his brains out. Some teenager who saw it happen, said he ran to the car and Ed was still alive and tried to say something too him. Skip IDed his corpse and said there was NO WAY that Ed could have been still alive. His funeral was that Friday in Baraboo, Wisconsin. Askolds, Mickey, Jingles and I attended. Only his immediate family were there. NO ONE cried. Not even his mother. Ed had demanded I always carry a Crown Royal liquor bag on my wrist. It had 3 rolls of film in it. One was a drug buy in NOLA. Tiki and Tiger were there. The sellers - New Orleans 1st District Police. Yes, I know which ones. Another - graves in a Missouri state park outside of Kansas City - Clubby's victims. Yes, that cunt WAS a serial killer. Sadistic, opportunistic fun slayer of women. I know. I was in his basement. His "playroom". Under the house - a crawl space - a woman's corpse was in there. tortured to death. ED MADE DAMNED CERTAIN I SAW IT. Long story too. did happen. That's all for the moment.
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