I don't have much in the way of garage art or artsy fartsy things in my garage on my walls. My art is tools and things to use that hang on the walls. But I do have a few things, car or off road posters of some kind, or a lot of stickers. But this round "No Bull" card board poster I have I worked for it. Better, I earned it. I earned it by streaking for it at the 98' NHRA nationals in Reeding PA. when I went to visit my buddy in Vermont that year when I was 29 
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I just had it laminated today and I'm going to fab up or machine a bad ass frame for it of some kind. Now it's preserved for years to come. On the way out leaving for the end of the day at night that night in 98' these signs were posted, nailed to tree's all along the route highway leaving this tiny town. Only the lane heading out of town was solid traffic not moving for minutes at a time, but coming into town was not a car in sight.
I said to my buddy I should go grab one of those signs. He said go for it, get me one too. His other buddy said I'll take one too. Then I said that'd be funny if we saw somebody streaking by grabbing them off the trees and giving them to people in their car's. It would break the bordom of waiting in this damn traffic. He said "Why don't you do it?" I looked at him and said should I!? He know's I'm not one to say no to much so of course he says "HELL YEAH!!!"
So off my clothes came, my girlfriend at the time shouting ROBERT! ROBERT! and OUT I flew out into the open lane looking for cars of course but started dancing a fool and flipping and flopping and BA'in all those with their headlights on behind us shakin my ass, then I started running forward passing people sitting in their cars, they were probably wondering what all the comotion was going on behind them, until they saw ME run by .
I must have ran about 100 yards stopping and ripping off every "No Bull" sign I saw, I grabbed about 9 running up the open lane before getting tired and running back up to cars giving them their signs, jumping ans twisting while running up and back the whole time. I even ran and grabbed these signs on the side of our lane bare ass nakid and continued to run and give them to people in their cars. People were honking and screaming and going freakin crazy for like 20 minutes laughing their asses off.
At one point I was really tired of running and jumping and doing spinning moves, so I stopped and set the signs down and put my hand on my knees and huffed and puffed for a moment, just letting my junk hang lol! People were honking and laughing even harder at that, then I headed back to my buddied truck. I ended up back at my buddies suburban with three signs. One for me to bring home to Cali from PA and the trip to my buds, one for my buddy and one for his buddy too. He said he didn't want it if it touched my thing. So my buddy got two LOL hahahahahah!!! 100% TRUE story. No wonder why my willingness to get a little crazy has nearly got me killed so many times. Ya only live once my friends 
. I just had it laminated today and I'm going to fab up or machine a bad ass frame for it of some kind. Now it's preserved for years to come. On the way out leaving for the end of the day at night that night in 98' these signs were posted, nailed to tree's all along the route highway leaving this tiny town. Only the lane heading out of town was solid traffic not moving for minutes at a time, but coming into town was not a car in sight.
I said to my buddy I should go grab one of those signs. He said go for it, get me one too. His other buddy said I'll take one too. Then I said that'd be funny if we saw somebody streaking by grabbing them off the trees and giving them to people in their car's. It would break the bordom of waiting in this damn traffic. He said "Why don't you do it?" I looked at him and said should I!? He know's I'm not one to say no to much so of course he says "HELL YEAH!!!"
So off my clothes came, my girlfriend at the time shouting ROBERT! ROBERT! and OUT I flew out into the open lane looking for cars of course but started dancing a fool and flipping and flopping and BA'in all those with their headlights on behind us shakin my ass, then I started running forward passing people sitting in their cars, they were probably wondering what all the comotion was going on behind them, until they saw ME run by
. I must have ran about 100 yards stopping and ripping off every "No Bull" sign I saw, I grabbed about 9 running up the open lane before getting tired and running back up to cars giving them their signs, jumping ans twisting while running up and back the whole time. I even ran and grabbed these signs on the side of our lane bare ass nakid and continued to run and give them to people in their cars. People were honking and screaming and going freakin crazy for like 20 minutes laughing their asses off.
At one point I was really tired of running and jumping and doing spinning moves, so I stopped and set the signs down and put my hand on my knees and huffed and puffed for a moment, just letting my junk hang lol! People were honking and laughing even harder at that, then I headed back to my buddied truck. I ended up back at my buddies suburban with three signs. One for me to bring home to Cali from PA and the trip to my buds, one for my buddy and one for his buddy too. He said he didn't want it if it touched my thing. So my buddy got two LOL hahahahahah!!!
100% TRUE story. No wonder why my willingness to get a little crazy has nearly got me killed so many times. Ya only live once my friends 
Get that sucker on the wall.
