Stories
Tattoo Guns, Burnouts, and Broken Strings: The ...
When tattoos, motorcycles, and rock ’n roll collide — chaos follows. We crashed a desert festival with outlaw merch, burnout stunts, and a flaming guitar solo that sent the crowd...
Tattoo Guns, Burnouts, and Broken Strings: The ...
When tattoos, motorcycles, and rock ’n roll collide — chaos follows. We crashed a desert festival with outlaw merch, burnout stunts, and a flaming guitar solo that sent the crowd...
The Drunk Unicorn Tramp Stamp: A Tattoo Shop Ho...
The Drunk Unicorn Tramp Stamp: A Tattoo Shop Horror Story It’s a Saturday night. The kind where the whole street smells like whiskey, burnt rubber, and regret. We’re posted up...
The Drunk Unicorn Tramp Stamp: A Tattoo Shop Ho...
The Drunk Unicorn Tramp Stamp: A Tattoo Shop Horror Story It’s a Saturday night. The kind where the whole street smells like whiskey, burnt rubber, and regret. We’re posted up...
Ode to the Screaming Asphalt
Ode to the Screaming Asphalt (a motorbike poem) I saddled my motorbike, my iron-winged steed,Fueled by bad coffee and questionable need.With a bellow of thunder and a curse to the...
Ode to the Screaming Asphalt
Ode to the Screaming Asphalt (a motorbike poem) I saddled my motorbike, my iron-winged steed,Fueled by bad coffee and questionable need.With a bellow of thunder and a curse to the...