Wednesday, December 11, 2013

2013 BEST OF LADY HUMP COUNTDOWN No. 10, The WUSS Diablo Ride

The sun was bright on the desert landscape and wearing my tuxedo only encouraged the locals to come over and introduce their daughters to me... Someone teach me exposure control on my camera please.

Not to be confused with the EL DIABLO RIDE (which has it's own "Best of" post tomorrow. "What do you mean he fucked a pineapple? You better have pictures to prove it..." I do. I do. This is the Lady Hump remember? ), Biltwell always encouraged us to "do your own thing" either because we acted funny in large groups or you should really go out and blaze your own trail instead of following everyone else along the single file line... I checked my pits, I smelled fine, so I'm thinking it's the later. You hear someone playing Pink Floyd in the background? That's you goose stepping in line.

 "I can't tell if this guys talking shit or not?" Don't worry about it, he's an undiagnosed schizophrenic. They all are...




Kit let the Lady Hump Wuss Army audience pick his facial hair for the occassion and funny thing, he kept wearing it for the rest of the year... that's what facial hair does to a man. Makes him more of a man, in both girth and charisma.

You catch the Hazzard Buzzard in our rip-off EDR5 t-shirt for the Wuss Ride?

We've got supplies for the wilderness. Boiled Peanutes shipped to us straight from Georgia and Fernet Branca. What the hell more do you need? Probably you'd say tampons or viagra or better take Reds... 


Some ancient "Wuss" relics dating back, probably, to the early colonial viper period of Slab City. Before the County came in and closed the "last free place in America" ... not no more.

"This place. This place used to be free. Now it's under the tyranny of little government, with little minds, and little penises too." ~ Mikey B.






I've been drivin' all night, my hand's wet on the wheel
There's a voice in my head, that drives my heel
It's my baby callin', says, "I need you here"
and it's half past four, and I'm shifting gear
 

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