Monday, January 5, 2015

D.I.C.E. Kids T Shirts



Dice, keep kids on bikes. Dice is primarily a life skills and motorcycle education program for kids of all ages.
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Sizes are:
Ages 1-2: 12.5" wide armpit to armpit x 16" back of neck to bottom hem.
Ages 3-4: 13.5" wide armpit to armpit x 17" back of neck to bottom hem.
Ages 5-6: 14.5" wide armpit to armpit x 18" back of neck to bottom hem.
Available right now, right HERE.

Fat Luckys X DicE Giveaway Seat.



We teamed up with our good friend Sean @ Fat Luckys who made this fantastic solo seat as a giveaway prize to 1 lucky Instagram follower!






Check out all of the step by step photos HERE!

For a chance to win the seat go to our Instagram page or click HERE!

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Verona MBE January 23, 24 and 25th. Italy.




Going to have a booth in the cafe racer hall at the Verona Motorbike Expo in January. Come on by and say ciao.

Mooneyes Japan. Yokohama Show, Tokyo and Randoms. Part 2:
















Sunday, December 21, 2014

DicE Issue 59 - The Biltwell Issue.

We recently lost our collective minds and let Biltwell do a "takeover" of DicE issue #59. What this means is that they got to design the cover, a bunch of inside pages, and the special 16-page insert in the middle. Bill used to be the art director for Snap BMX and Transworld Motocross magazines a years ago, so this was a kinda fun flashback for him. The end results are fantastic, what a great issue it is. 132 heavy weight, high quality printed pages of sheer delight.  So without further ado, here is a little taster.

Issue 59 - The Biltwell Issue.



Gwen: [whispering] "Richard! Richard, there's a man... in his underwear... in your kitchen."
Richard: [whispering] "It's ok. He's with me. He's my, um... my butler."
Gwen: "You have a butler?"
Richard: "Yeah, it's okay, shh... he'll go away."
Jack, Richard's Dad: [walks back from the kitchen, spots Richard andGwen on the couch] "Oh. Oh! I didn't realize you had company. Goodevening, young lady."
Richard: "That's all right, Monroe. Yes, would you just go lay out my blue pinstripe for the morning?"
Jack, Richard's Dad: "How about if I lay you out?"
Richard: "Very well."


Rod: "Ok, the safe word is WHHiskey.”
Kevin: "Sorry, Rod, What was that?"
Rod: “WHHiskey”
Kevin: "Don't you mean Whiskey?”
Rod: "WHHat?"
Kevin: "You're saying it weird."
Rod: "Saying WHHat WHHeird?"
Kevin: "All of it."
Rod: "WHHere do you get off?"
Kevin: "I just don't get why you’re saying it that way?"
Rod: "I'm saying WHHat, WHHat WHHay?"
Kevin: "Forget it."
Rod: "I WHHill! I WHHill forget it!"





Inmate 1: "I mean you beatin' 10 cops? You putting a man in the hospital? How come I don't see no bruises on you?"
Inmate 2: "Yeah!"
Billy Ray: "Because I'm a karate man! And a karate man bruises on the inside! They don't show their weakness. But you don't know that because you're a big Barry White looking motherfucker! So get outta my face!"


Cameron Poe: "Put... the bunny... back... in the box."




Car Rental Agent: "Welcome to Marathon. May I help you?"
Neal: "Yes."
Agent: "How may I help you?"
Neal: "You can start by wiping that fucking dumbass smile off your rosy fucking cheeks. Then you can give me a fucking automobile. A fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick... 4 fucking wheels and a seat!"
Agent: "I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me."
Neal: "And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile at my fucking face. I want a fucking car right fucking now."
Agent: "May I see your rental agreement?"
Neal: "I threw it away."
Agent: "Oh, boy."
Neal: "Oh, boy what?"
Agent: "You're fucked."




Dalton: "Sorry, we're closed."
Ketchum: "Then what are all these people doing here?"
Dalton: "Drinking and having a good time."
Ketchum: "That's why we're here."
Dalton: "You're too stupid to have a good time."




Peewee: "Hey, Terror! This guy just said we look like a bunch of pricks with ears!"
Joey: "I didn't say that! I didn't say that!"
Peewee: "Oh yeah! What did you say?"
Joey: "I said, uh, you guys look like a bunch of, uh, ears without pricks!"




Glenn: "Robbie Hart? Oh, man, I heard what happened to you at your wedding, that was so cold! You must've felt like shit!"
Robbie: "No, it felt real good, thanks for bringing that up, man. Hey, my parents died when I was ten, would you like to talk about that?"
Glenn: "No, why would I wanna talk about that?"
Robbie: "I don't know." 





TJ: "See this ring? Topaz, my mother's birthstone. Know where I got the money for it?"
Deuce Bigalow: "Where?"
TJ: Man-whoring! See this keychain? Mini yo-yo. Know where I got the money for it?
Deuce: Man-whoring?
TJ: Stock market! But I got the money for the stock market from man-whoring.


Billy Brown: "You adore me, you love me, you cherish me, Jesus Christ you can't live without me. I'm asking you to come there and make me look good. Alright? And if you make a fool out of me, I swear to God, I'll kill you right there. Boom! Right in front of Mommy and Daddy. And I'll tell you something else, you make me look bad... I will never ever talk to you again, ever. But if you do a good job, well, then you can be my best friend. My best friend that I've ever had. You hear me?"




Stoney: "Um, Robyn Sweeney, bro? She's not going to the prom with you, man. I wish she would, but she's really not."
Dave: "What are you talking about? Robyn Sweeney is mine. She's become a major babe, and she loves me."
Stoney: "She finds you crusty, Dave."
Dave: "I'll convince her! She'll see the truth."
Stoney: "The truth is bro, life's about greasing the 'do back, buddy, and wheezin' on the buff-fest, man. High school was interesting, alright? It was kinda like a harsh ride. Ah, ah..."
Dave: "Yeah."
Stoney: "If you're edged 'cause I'm weazin all your grindage, just chill. 'Cause if I had the whole brady bunch thing happenin' at my pad, I'd go grind over there, so dont tax my gig so hard-core cruster."



Bud: "Look at those assholes, ordinary fucking people. I hate 'em."




Don: "You got some fuckin' neck ain't you. Retired? Fuck off, you're revolting. Look at your suntan, it's leather, it's like leather man, your skin. We could make a fucking suitcase out of you. Holdall. Like a crocodile, fat crocodile, fat bastard. You look like fucking Idi Amin, you know what I mean? Stay here? You should be ashamed of yourself. Who do you think you are? King of the castle? Cock of the walk? What you think this is the wheel of fortune? You think you can make your dough and fuck off? Leave the table? Thanks Don, see you Don, off to sunny Spain now Don, fuck off Don. Lying in your pool like a fat blob laughing at me, you think I'm gonna have that? You really think I'm gonna have that, ya ponce. All right, I'll make it easy for you. God knows you're fucking trying. Are you gonna do the job? It's not a difficult question, are you gonna do the job, yes or no?"




Carolyn: "Uh, whose car is that out front?"
Lester: "Mine. 1970 Pontiac Firebird. The car I've always wanted and now I have it. I rule!"


Frank: "I told my wife I wouldn't drink tonight. Besides, I got a big day tomorrow. You guys have a great time."
College Student: College student: "A big day? Doing what?"
Frank: "Well, um, actually a pretty nice little Saturday, we're going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath, & Beyond, I don't know, I don't know if we'll have enough time."


Rembrandt: "They think we shot Cyrus."
Vermin: "What are you talking about? I don't get it."
Rembrandt: "They think we shot Cyrus. Every gang in the city must be looking for us!"
Cochise: "Holy shit!"
Rembrandt: "We're not gonna be able to make it back!"


Rizzo: "I've got so many hickies people will think I'm a leper."
Kenickie: "Relax... A hickie from Kenickie is like a Hallmark card, when you only care enough to send the very best!"
Rizzo: "You pig!"
Kenickie: "Oh, I love it when you talk dirty!"

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Dice Issue 59/Biltwell Limited Edition Sissy Bar Bag.










Dice issue 59, The Biltwell issue, is nearly upon us and to celebrate we asked the Biltwell boys to design and manufacture 50 items that we can sell as limited editions with this issue. Bill had been wanting to do a small-scale traditional seabag, but with a couple extra features like Molle webbing that would be easy to attach to just about any sissy bar. He sketched up the dimensions, picked up a couple full-size seabags and headed to Duane Ballard's where he built the first prototype. That bag got a little six hundred or so mile shakedown and Bill learned a few things and made some modifications. Their vest guy in Los Angeles custom-dyed a lot of 100% cotton 18 oz. duck canvas and stitched 'em up. Bill and MaGoo hand tied the closures and installed the brass snap links. The finished bags were then dashed over to their screen printer where the underside of each bag's lid got a little artwork and serial number added. The volume of most bags or luggage is usually measured in litres, but we thought it would be more fitting to use cans of beer since more of our customers would probably identify with that. This bag fits 36 Coors originals perfectly, hence the name EXFIL-36. Got a little extra stuff? clip it on to the Molle straps on the side or add modular ammo pouches, etc. This bag is only available with DicE issue #59 and will go on sale in our online store on Monday morning, December 22nd at 9am PST (California time). Once we sell those 50 bags that's it, there will be no more. All successful purchases will be shipped on Monday December 29th.