I think I saw one of these guys snowboarding near Salt Lake. I’m just saying.

This bitch is gangster as fuck…

[thx CorkyMac]

Then name says it all.

Camel toes are played out. New. Favorite. Site.
BeTaMaXMas

Somebody is trying to to do something rad, and they need your support. They’ve entered a contest to get funding to run a Grease Bus out of NYC. Basically it’s a cheap, eco-friendly ride to the mountain. If you want some info about the program already running in the northwest, click here. The Angry Snowboarder already wrote about it over at his site so check that out here. And finally make sure you go and vote to get these guys funding by clicking this link right here.

Fuckin’ kids…

Today we look at what is perhaps the most righteous mullet of them all… The Hockey Mullet. And who finer a specimen than the Czech Republic’s own Jaromir Jagr.

see that? He means business. You know when he steps out on the ice wavin’ that hair around, you’re about to get fucked up big time.  See this is why he never won us a Stanley Cup when he was with the Rangers. He shaved his mullet and took his eyes off the prize.  See when he was with the Pens (Fuck Crosby), not only was he rocking a badass mullet, Lemieux was sporting a solid, albeit less impressive mullet himself.  And you know what that means…

Championships.  Mullets mean championships , plain and simple.

Kool Keith for Dick Towel. Sweet.

Mullet Mondays continue with this fine specimen. Not only does is dude’s haircut the text book definition of 10/90, but he’s the whole package. Jeans shorts, check. Shirt tuck, check. Cellphone belt holster, check. Camera with neck strap, check. Murse, check. This guy’s got “winner” written all over him. I could go on, but I’ll let the pic do the talking.

It’s a pretty fucked up place. Snapped at the American Celebration on Parade gift shop. Shenandoah Caverns, VA.