Water Hazard / Teeter-toter / Debris Field

CHUNK 666 manned a checkpoint thingy for the WESTSIDE INVITE so we flexed our carpentry skills & built a two-point-turn wooden catwalk across the intimidating & beloved LAGO SIRACUSA.



The messengers came & some were like "whateva" but others were like "are you fucking kidding me" and then would fall in the water and be like "you guys are assholes" and "you guys should have to do it!"


A random messenger can't keep it together.
Well these accusations may be true but when the messengers weren't around we drank their beer and rode on our catwalk and stuff all the time!! Fun!

Big B. took a try on Public Werks, but lost it between first & 2nd jogs but did not actually take dip in soothing & HEALING WATERS of the lago. We are all familiar with the Walk of Shame but B's recent & bizarre fetish for everything and anything quick release got better of him and the front wheel popped out, forcing B. to make the Shallow Wade of Shame!!

Shallow Wade of Shame.
Then he tried again. And rocked it !! Well, except he sorta rode off the bridge at the very end… but it was the public werkx, so what do you expect !?



Lots of CHUNKs tried the teeter-totter. What a great toy! Everyone should have one!!


see-saw action in action.


these two pictures are by megulon-5.

Giant Rollerblades in CHUD Alley.

Patrolling CHUD alley late at nite & there were these opera-sized roller skates down there !!



They were made out of bikes so naturally of course we tried to ride them. I climbed in one but the wheel was bent so I just crawled around in it & made some dirty Mother Goose jokes to thud, but megulon-5 got in the other skate and it had flats but he rode it anyways!



Then he fell over because you can't see very good out the little viewport in those skates and they're kinda hard to get out of if they fall over. Still we got him out w/o jaws of life or even monkey wrench of moral rectitude!

Later one of the vestigal fire-pods on choppy exploded when it spontaneously evolved into a dead-man's switch!!

Catacombs.

If you're riding out to secret catacombs and the entrance to the catacombs smells like burnty bad stuff, then you get down on your stomach & you crawl into that catacomb!!


Down we go!!


Seriously, though. This catacomb was dark and flavored with mild yet rich swamp-ass stench! CHUNK 666 is no stranger to foreign particles in lungs!! Look what we weld with: COAT HANGERS!! For first 10 minutes with adrenaline of discovery we paid no attention to ever-present putrid air. Room after room after room evidence of a panicky hasty retreat before our eyes: abandoned documentation & more steel desks than in our wildest dreams!!

Mr. E. Pants is not feeling good.

Nothing I mean NOTHING prepared us for the catacomb's GRAND BALLROOM!! One can only imagine elaborate / decadent / cultured NUCLEAR WINTER FORMALS which were once held here.



Particulates are bad . There are lots of particulates. We are having fun.

CHUNK666 collective imaginations ran away with phantasies of sipping GROUND ZERO COSMOPOLITANS and enjoying societal gossip beneath the RAW AWESOMENESS of the Grand Ballroom's huge FRESCO!! Check it! Click it!! Make it bigger!!!



Man oh man I think some guy who used to copy LedZeppelin and Slayer cover-art in my highschool art class painted this thing.

Some of megulon-5's photography… gaze in wonder upon all those steel desks!


Check out the old lockers! THEY STINK!!

Around now adrenaline & raw enthusiasm waned. Reason and sanity regained, CHUNK 666 employed the science of camera flashes & torches to take note of sheer amount of bad things surrounding us in the catacombs. Undoubtedly, like the previous troglodyte inhabitants, we beat a hasty (but not too panicky) path back to worldy pleasures of the surface.


Halon Abort!

-silken, w/photoassist by megulon-V.
www.dclxvi.org

Face of Kloven Hoof Spotted in Fire!

I looked out window and saw smoke & glow of FOUR ALARM FIRE right down in heart and Soul of CHUD Alley!!


I dashed out the door and LEPT onto into my choppers saddle and landed squarely on my right testicle!! AHH SUNUVABITCH!!! Wincing I rendevouzed w/ megulon-V and booked down to Water Ave and headed north to the fire. Hey!! The heavy sweaty odor of the Catacombs!! OUTSIDE!!! Riding past the old paper mill and FLASH! all the street-lites went out. I was trying to take picture of fire while riding one-hand & when power transformer blew I almost pummeled left teste too!! Close Call!


Smells like catacombs...

Ditched the choppers and crossed UP tracks. Watched the fire & smoke & firemen. Saw a telephone pole collapse under its own weight as lower extremities burned out underneath it.


We watched another pole burning in three separate places and saw the wires shake as it shifted weight from the flames and were waiting with great patience for it to fall but then the firemen extinguished it! Great sadness…


C'mon, telephone poles! Burn down!!

Getting late and boring, I headed back while megulon decided to circle round for other angles. On way back Water Ave. swaddled in cloud of smoke & wondered: SHOULD GAS MASKS BE STANDARD CHUNK 666 GEAR??


Water Ave swaddled in smoke.

Now, LOOK at the this plume of smoke, seen from the south! DO you recognize it? How can it be unmistakable?? ?


Look familiar? Like face of lost friend?

Clearly, it is hoary visage of Kloven Hoof himself!! trying to reenter this plan of existenz!!


Its like seeing double!!!

OPEN THE PORTAL and SEND HIM THROUGH!

OPEN THE POOOORRRTAAAAALLLLL & SEND HIM THROUGH !!

Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!
Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!
You are in-vince-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!

Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible !
Almighty Klovenhoof, you are invincible !

Almighty Klo-Ven-Hooooooooooof!

You are in-VINCE-i-buhhh-huhhhh-huhhh-ble!

ALMIGHTY KLO-VEN-HOOOOOOOOOOOF !

YOU ARE IN-VINCE-I-BUHHH-HUHHH-HUHH-BLE !!!


-lyrical recollection assist by megulon-5 & spidey.

Piratetown.

DO YOU DREAM of fresh groundwater, spiked w/ antimony, BERYLLIUM, chromium, lead, arsenic, copper, and nickel !?


DO YOU HUNGER for earthy dirt tossed in a blend of chlorinated solvents, Lead, copper, nickel, chromium & ARSENIC concentrations ???



All above photos by j.Krak.
CHUNK 666 suggests evening spent at only & one PIRATE-TOWNE!!

Pollutions & contaminates for everyone and anyone!!*






all above pics by HIVE.
Come for scenery and peace and quiet, stay for blood poisoning!!

-pics by J.KRAK & HIVE.
http://www.dclxvi.org

*since 1900!!!

Spark Low

Spark Low by Terri Saul. Like Mask of the Pacific Northwest, from a photo on the CHUNK 666 website.

Mask of the Pacific NW

Mask of the Pacific Northwest by Terri Saul, from a photo on the CHUNK 666 website.

CHUNK 666 IRON CHEF!

IRON CHEF!!

CHUNK666 STYLE!!!!

MANY SECRET INGREDIENTS!!!!!!

Thud challenged professional fancypants local bicycle (the normal and boring kind) framemakers to BRING IT and build mutant bikes according to CHUNK steez. i.e., using the rusty, peed-on pile of scrap bikes out back & gaus-welding with coat-hangers. CHUNK also supplied super-secret hard-earned pile of SECRET INGREDIENTS like band-saw blade, ninja shuriken, railroad nuts&bolts and grilled onions.

Mega-poser Ira Ryan built self-styled "mini-cargo bike" using old folding bike which Megulon5 rocked back in the day in NYC and got called "whitey" on.


WHAT'S he LOOKING AT!!? Obviously, he's a TOTAL FRAUD!!

Of course, the CHUNK 666 steez takes time to master, so there were some "problems"...


Rino laughs so hard at Ira's misfortune!! Everyone laughs!!

On closer inspection its revealed that cargo-bike indirect steering mechanism is merely tack-welded!! And he calls himself "fancypants professional"!!?


Parents, tell yr children: DON'T WELD LIKE THIS!!!

Suspect that Ira only pretending to build "chunk-style" mutantfun bike. Crappy welds suggest he planned all along to take his mail-order poser chunk bike home and finish the job with fancypants equipment!!

disembodied head of TIN-MAN is UNIMPRESSED!!