Spawned by the leviathan and your mother, The Woolly Bullies mash streets of L.A. with the ferocity that can only be rivaled by a rabid Dino Rider (see Image). Chris Bully is famous for Splitting lanes viciously with no brakes, a Ghetto Blaster and sparking boots. Max Bully was once a pirate, now prefers the titles of Blastmaster General, The Moped Daytrader, or Treasurer ad Infinitum. Regardless, he will smoke you downhill when there isn't a bee in his eye. Jose doesn't give a fuck and will stab you. Leslie Bully will make sure you are decorated with the newest Bully Fashion accessories, and that you are fucking fabulous looking. Drew Bully will have problems with his Garrelli. Mike Bully will be super nice to you and tell you to sleep on his floor; and then drink you under the table. Dan and Crystal represent Bullies in their Imperial ambitions, and have begun to spread bulliness into the Portland area. Bullies hold open arms to the West Coast, and degenerates gather from far and wide to participate in shenanegans. Luckily, on occasion a Tracy will blast by several minutes prior as a forwarning, like a horseman of the apocalypse; If you witness this, it's time to hide.