Sunday, February 20, 2011


What happens when the bicycle industry gathers in Minneapolis for the weekend and you offer them free beer and shitty food? The Cutter's Ball, part duh. All the hipsters within cycling distance converged on the Peacock Groove bicycle production warehouse and annihilated it. They even drank the Moosehead Light Lime. Ughh.

top row: Angry Catfish hipsters+badass chicks. Dr. Noren, the hostess. Ben+Dave+Karl of the beards
bottom row: Randall of the veggies, the Stuper Bowl stuper podium. A Peacock Groove.

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