I just clicked the link. Those fellars must have a very lax HR department. They need to add some diversity on their leadership team and in the folks they bring on board...mix it up a little.

Mudshark at a biker clubhouse and this was the first thing I could think of.

I didn’t see any of them wearing a mask.

A cowboy appeared before St. Peter at the Pearly Gates. "Have you ever done anything of particular merit?" St. Peter asked. "Well, I can think of one thing," the cowboy offered.

"On a trip to the Big Horn Mountains out in Wyoming, I came upon a gang of bikers who were threatening a young woman. I directed them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. So, I approached the largest and most tattooed biker and smacked him in the face, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground." I yelled, "Now, back off or I'll kick the [censored] out of all of you" Saint Peter was impressed, "When did this happen?"

"Couple of minutes ago."

That’s how you know the pic was taken the pre-pandemic.

Walk in there and start loudly singing….
The Stars at night!!!
Are big and bright!!!
…..

Everybody loves that song.

A guy I grew up with a guy high school, his dad was tied into the Cossacks. Everyone called him “Chief”… 4 of my buddies and I were at the river one day fishing, down from sand bar marina on River Road off HWY 42. Of the the guys with us had a pellet gun and he shot it as a car was coming down the road. He hit the car’s back glass and shattered the window. This woman gets out of the car and starts cussing Cody. We were down at the river so we had no clue what was going on. Cody comes back down the bank and throws the pellet gun in the river. About 5 minutes later, 5 or 6 bikers pull up. They were questioning us, hollering and what not about it and I didn’t know what the hell had happened. One of the biker’s had a bull whip wrapped around his shoulder, he took it off and started popping it around us. Scared the [censored] out of me for real. We weren’t but 16. One of them recognized my buddy Jamie, Chief’s son, and told everyone to get on their bikes and let’s go. When they left, we hauled [censored] and told Chief what had happened and described the guys.. the guy with the bullwhip was “Spaz” and another guy they called him “Chickenhawk”… that’s all I remember Chief telling us. As soon as we finished describing everyone, he picked up the phone and called someone, got on his bike and left. He came back about 3 or 4 hours later. We never asked what happened and he never said a word to us.

Now that’s a story!

I never felt the need to join a gang.

They look like a good group of guys that like to travel and shoot the bull... I bet their college football pools are a hoot... Dan

I reviewed the site. Looks like they have a bone to pick with the other group and spend their days in a pissing contest.

Pintail- “Chief” probably went and paid for a window.

A guy I used to work with was one of the Bandidos involved in the Waco deal. When I saw him in the news I was surprised, he was one of our IT dorks, times change I guess. Another more recent co worker quit and became a full patch Cossack a couple of years ago, one could see it in him. I talked to him last week, he is enjoying life and has no job. Says he is taken care of.

Oh he has a job. Just not one that is legal. Let him make a big mistake. He'll be taken care of alright.
Did you ask him if it was fun being a punk for a year so he can hang out with the cool kids?

I'm uncomfortable with the concept of matching jackets, I just dont think it's for me.