The Throttlemen
Tom
Tommy in Montana
AKA Pretty Boy Tommy (PBT)
This is PBT, now living happily in the Chicagoland area. He is mans man. His current resume is impressive and includes that of a highly skilled carpenter, business owner, mechanic, medic and bachelor.
This is PBT, now living happily in the Chicagoland area. He is mans man. His current resume is impressive and includes that of a highly skilled carpenter, business owner, mechanic, medic and bachelor.
Chad
Me in Wyoming
Chad...the author and master planner of this fine Alaskan adventure.
Fourty'ish with two kids and one of my claims to fame is that I got my first tattoo from a guy name Harpoon Barry in South Padre Island and he had a wooden leg! Riding motorcycles is my drug of choice and nothing beats good miles with your friends. We are really looking forward to this trip!!
Fourty'ish with two kids and one of my claims to fame is that I got my first tattoo from a guy name Harpoon Barry in South Padre Island and he had a wooden leg! Riding motorcycles is my drug of choice and nothing beats good miles with your friends. We are really looking forward to this trip!!
Helen
Helen...Head and shoulders above the rest.
There are not too many women that can hang like Helen. At her peak Helen could be found standing tall at Sears and staring contently across the food court, modeling the finest in mediocre clothing. For days on end mall walkers could stare blankly at her unusual poses and ponder whether she was wearing undergarments.
At her lowest point Helen could be found on the shelf, behind a cash register of a small time, main street costume shop, modeling only wigs. Her head was now separate from her torso and she had forced to break ties with all other mall mannequins.
Helen earned her name at gas station when one young boy asked, "what is her name" and I replied "Helen is her name, like Keller."
You are probably thinking that is creepy but Helen originally started as a bet. A bet that I would not take a mannequin head on a road trip. I won that bet. Since then Helen has evolved into a rich tradition and brought us, and a few unsuspecting highway travelers, many many laughs. Helen now has about 50,000 miles under her neck and she gets her hair combed once every season whether she needs it or not. She is also an ice breaker and people from all walks of life, walk right into our forever story because they want to take their picture with the head. Ride on Helen!
There are not too many women that can hang like Helen. At her peak Helen could be found standing tall at Sears and staring contently across the food court, modeling the finest in mediocre clothing. For days on end mall walkers could stare blankly at her unusual poses and ponder whether she was wearing undergarments.
At her lowest point Helen could be found on the shelf, behind a cash register of a small time, main street costume shop, modeling only wigs. Her head was now separate from her torso and she had forced to break ties with all other mall mannequins.
Helen earned her name at gas station when one young boy asked, "what is her name" and I replied "Helen is her name, like Keller."
You are probably thinking that is creepy but Helen originally started as a bet. A bet that I would not take a mannequin head on a road trip. I won that bet. Since then Helen has evolved into a rich tradition and brought us, and a few unsuspecting highway travelers, many many laughs. Helen now has about 50,000 miles under her neck and she gets her hair combed once every season whether she needs it or not. She is also an ice breaker and people from all walks of life, walk right into our forever story because they want to take their picture with the head. Ride on Helen!