CCS/2026
Forged from bad ideas & desert folklore. Built for the ride Home.
DESERT READY
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BATTLE TESTED
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ROAD WORN
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DESERT READY ✖︎ BATTLE TESTED ✖︎ ROAD WORN ✖︎
Chapter One:
The Dog Days
Discover our first collection. Available in limited quantities - Dog Days don’t last forever, neither will this collection. Each item is intentional and handmade.
100% cowhide gloves. hand etched.
*each pair us unique, product may differ slightly from pictures
Medium (brown cuff)
Large (blue cuff)
Number 2 out of 150 Custom Helmets. Get it before we call it quits. Size XL
THE WATCHER IN THE BADLANDS
Out past the last fence post, where the pavement cracks and disappears into the alkali flats, there is said to be something buried beneath the desert.
The old riders call it The Watcher.
Nobody agrees on what it is. Some say it’s a god. Some say it’s a curse. Some believe it fell from the sky before anyone ever crossed the basin.
What everyone agrees on is this:
If you ride long enough, you’ll eventually find the jug.
A weathered face jug, half buried in the sand.
Covered in eyes.
Dozens of them.
Some say hundreds.
The eyes never blink.
They simply watch.
Travelers swear the eyes don’t appear all at once. First they notice them in distant rocks. Then in fence posts. Then reflected in mirrors and gas station windows. By the time they find the jug itself, the eyes have already been following them for days.
Nobody knows where the jug came from.
Nobody knows why it watches.
The old desert folk claim it marks the boundary between our world and something much older.
Something hungry.
THE SCAVENGERS
The buzzards know where the dead are before they die.
If one circles your shadow at noon, something is already waiting farther down the road.
The desert always feeds its own.
JUDGMENT
The scorpion’s tail is the last warning.
The broken bones belong to those who ignored the signs.
Those who chased strange lights into dry washes.
Those who answered voices carried on the wind.
Those who stared too long into the eyes of The Watcher.
The sting comes quickly.
The poison lasts forever.
THE BADLANDS
A wasteland of mesas, skulls, heat mirages, and impossible lights.
A landscape so old it remembers things people have forgotten.
Look long enough and you’ll notice something in the distance.
Something that doesn’t belong.
Something watching.
The black paint on this helmet shifts beneath the sun like an oil slick, flashing green, purple, blue, and crimson. Old timers say that isn’t the paint.
They say that’s the desert recognizing you.
The red wire that wraps around every panel isn’t barbed wire.
It isn’t rope.
It’s said to be the living roots of whatever sleeps beneath the badlands.
Every story on this helmet is connected by those roots.
Every rider eventually crosses them.
Not everyone rides back.
“Ride long enough and the desert starts recognizing you.”
Painted by Famous Letters & Scorchers
Chupacabra Chop Shop
Raleigh, North Carolina
Size: XL
Head circumference:61–62 cm
Inches:23.75”–24.25”
Approximate fitted hat size:7⅝–7⅞Size: XL
The Watcher in the Badlands. 1 of 1. Custom Made.
The Watcher in the Badlands. 1 of 1. Custom Made.
MEET THE WATCHER IN THE BADLANDS.
A one of one Biltwell Gringo S brought to life through 22 hours of hand-painted desert lore. Iridescent flake, watchful eyes, bones, barbed wire and strange roadside omens come together in a helmet built to be studied from every angle.
Chapter Two:
The backalley Swindler
The Backalley Swindler collection explores the folklore and history of Cee Lo through hand drawn artwork, vintage inspired goods, western and Americana motifs, and everyday objects that have that feel like they were pulled from someone’s pocket or off their back after a long night downtown. It’s influenced by good Luck and all the locations you’d find Yourself playing the game.
Full Collection Dropping August 29th.
“I lost my brand new motorcycle playing Cee Lo downtown at the bus station.”
Breathable, oversized, and built for game days that have absolutely nothing to do with football.
* Silky stretch fabric across the top
* Breathable heavy-mesh bottom
* Moisture-wicking construction
* Relaxed, boxy fit
* Made for rolling dice, telling lies, and walking home
Disclaimer: This jersey does not improve your odds, protect you on your motorcycle, or make the downtown bus station an appropriate place to gamble. Chupacabra Chop Shop is not responsible for lost titles, lost keys, unpaid bets, suspicious dice, sudden transportation problems, or anyone claiming the motorcycle was “basically already paid off.”
Know when to walk away. Especially when you still have something to ride home.
Each deck includes 52 standard playing cards and 2 Jokers, printed on smooth 305 gsm cardstock and packed inside a clear acrylic case. Suitable for poker, blackjack, solitaire, questionable wagers, and games that change halfway through because one player is losing.
• Smooth 305 gsm cardstock
• Standard 2.5″ × 3.5″ (6.4 cm × 8.9 cm) size
• 52 cards + 2 Jokers
• Includes a clear acrylic box
• Sourced from the USA
• Small enough to keep close when the table turns against you
The Chupacabra Chop Shop Prisoners are the longest-running and least-documented team in the Backalley Swindler Baseball League, also known as as BSBL. (Pronounced baseball)
Nobody knows exactly when the team was founded. League records list three different years, two different home fields, and several players who may have been the same person using different names. Sponsored by Chupacabra Chop Shop, the Prisoners built their reputation playing wherever a field could be found and a wager could be settled. Their games rarely started on time, almost never ended cleanly, and occasionally continued after both teams had gone home. Despite having no confirmed winning record, the Prisoners remain the league’s reigning:
STATE CHAMPIONS - 199NEVER. There has yet to be a trophy located. Experts are still divided.
This is the official jersey of the Backalley Swindler Baseball League’s most notorious franchise. The Chupacabra Chop Shop Prisoners have played under fake names, disputed scores, and questionable lighting for longer than anyone can reliably prove. Their home field changes without notice, their record books are mostly illegible, and their only state championship is dated 199NEVER. Many just call them The Prisoners, or BACKALLEY’S finest.
This all-over printed baseball jersey features Prisoners team graphics, Chupacabra Chop Shop sponsorship, and markings from a league that should have been shut down years ago. Made for extra innings, bad bets, and leaving before anyone counts the money.
• 100% recycled polyester
• Fabric weight: 8.10 oz./yd.² (275 g/m²)
• Moisture-wicking fabric
• UPF 50+ protection
• Regular fit
• Button closure
• Drop tail
• The fabric is OEKO-TEX 100 standard and Recycled Claim Standard (RCS) certified
• Sourced from Mexico - FUCK ICE
Disclaimer: Due to the Prisoners’ long and poorly documented history of quality control in the arts and crafts department, slight variations may occur jersey to jersey, sewing everything by hand with plastic tooth picks and dental floss can be hard at times. Chupacabra Chop Shop is not responsible for these slight variances, or any disputed scores, missing trophies, false identities, unauthorized roster changes, games played after dark, or any championship claims dated 199NEVER. This jersey does not guarantee athletic ability, early release, favorable calls, or admission into the Backalley Swindler Baseball League. Please contact us directly to try out.
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