The Handlebar Club is a damn fine organization. We’re proud to support them.
This is a picture of my Pater Familius (on the right) and his buddy, sometime in the ’70s. Just partying down with their moustaches. It’s awesome.
It’s not easy. Thanks to Ectomo for this clip.
Of the many perils awaiting the gentleman of follicular distinction, our almost superhuman ability to party until dawn is undoubtedly among them. Have a safe and enjoyable Labor Day Weekend.
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