#owof

The Boozefighters MC was formed by the best stock on earth World War 2 American military Veterans. They came back to our great nation changed men. Our freedom was preserved but the life they left didn’t quite fit anymore. When your regular Wednesday afternoon was tiptoeing through land mines while dodging bullets, coming back to picket fences, TV dinners and a Friday night at the drive in movies ain’t gonna fuckin cut it. Airplanes weren’t very obtainable so the next best thing or maybe the very best fuckin thing was to put 3-4 gallons of gas between your legs and a motor under your nuts and race around a flat dirt track drunk as fast as fuckin possible with bugs and shit on your face. Or they raced though town on sidewalks and up into bars. With whiskey on their breath they oozed sickle trash charisma as they hoped to eat young gals fuck pockets instead of a warm baloney sandwich in jail that the fuckin pigs give you while you sleep off your alcoholic detergents that short fixed yesterday’s problems but at the same time arranged tomorrow concerns. Our lifestyle isn’t for everyone but that’s what makes it so God Damn magnificent. Military Veterans marinated in chaos were the only ones tough enough to endure this self induced abuse on the regular. Hell, we exist because another MC couldn’t take our founder’s fuckery and shenanigans. So Wino Willy knew then, that he was just getting fuckin started and he and a select elite shall show the world what disorder will looks like, the originals donned Green and White jerseys and our pristine 3 star bottle and showed Americans what real parties look like. Boozefighter parties have broken glass, vomit, motorcycles burnouts, loose wet women and copious amounts of bourbon. So the point of this drunken rant is above our freedom and liberties, we should be extra thankful that our originals had the nads to go to war, stand up for what’s right and come home & create the lifestyle we love so much, but also thanks to all our vets. In this day there seems to be less and less that share your passion for our nation. Patriotism is not a trend it’s a love affair that will never fuckin die. Thank you for your sacrifice. Thanks for your passion and personal investment of the United States of America! God bless America and God bless the Boozefighters! -Boozefighter Gumball Ch1Fuckin70 🇺🇸

These three patches have been through hell and back. The highest of highs and the lowest of lows. They've been pulled through the wind all over this country. Hugged many a brother. I heard a story last week about a brother that had to give up his officer patch and he was asked if he's ok. The brother answered "There is nothing better in this world than being your brother, nothing bigger and greater than being a Boozefighter." I couldn't agree more. In the grand scheme of things when the stories are told no one will interject and say "Yeah and you were Vice President, or Regional Rep." They won't because it doesn't fuckin matter. It's a story of fuckery regarding Boozefighters doing Winos work 71 years in the making. Know how big, how much weight that Boozefighter strip patch has. If you've proven your self, be a fuckin Boozefighter. Be the best brother the world has ever seen. Because in the end you will be remembered by the love you gave, not the rank you earned. -Boozefighter Gumball Ch1fuckin70

Wild Ones isn’t a term reserved for our originals. It’s a term we earned years ago but it’s more than a term, it’s a direction. It’s a way of life in our club that’s very fuckin alive today. We refuse to ride the coat tails of Boozefighters. While respecting the groundwork that’s been laid down for us we add to that history everyday in our actions. Half sticks, broken glass, Uhaul parties in Chicago blizzards, jumping over your son with your 78 Triumph. If you are going to be a Boozefighter then be a fuckin Boozefighter. We live in a different world these days and we need to teach our prospects proper protocol, and lead by example but we can’t lose our our spark, our fire, we can’t wear OWOF if we don’t live it. Our history is written every fuckn time you hang that bottle on your back, everytime you kick that motor over. We are the sons of Wino Willie and him and the originals continue to help us stumble through life, protecting us from our impaired judgment. If you have earned our bottle the least you can do is be great at this. We owe it to our brothers before us. We owe it to everyone to show them we are the best drunks and closest brothers the motorcycle world has ever seen! -Boozefighter Gumball Ch1FUCKIN70

The One World One Family World Cultural Festival 2025 in Muddenhalli, Bangalore, Karnataka.