Upon their moderate success in the infamous 'Disco Stu and the P-Funk Allstars', These 4 fellows let fame go to their head. Too much "whiskey an' wimmen" (as John Lee Hooker would attest), to say nothing of the prodigious quantities of food consumed at the post-race throw down, triggered a plague of 'Dunlap’s Disease".  No longer as svelte as they wanna be (and unable to fit into the regulation P-Funk Allstar attire), Disco Stu jettisoned these rotund R&B fellows from the group. 
Once the alcohol and tryptophan wore off, the boys realized 2 things:

1. They were to fat for veteran class
And
B. '& the P-Funk Allstars' sounds kinda lame

Armed with this knowledge (and a lot of ham sandwiches) The fellas realized that it was time to face the facts, they are now, and will ever be, Clydesdales. Thus they have been reborn in to the funkiest phat boys to have ever saddled up to a bike – 
NOTICEABLY F.A.T.!!!!!!!!!


"Make my funk the p-funk. I want to get funked up." 
   
- "Chunky" Monkeyman Russell (bass and vocals)