Dave divorced Sheila because she wouldn’t stop cheating on him, an activity she still thinks is normal. Dave’s idea of normal is not an open marriage and promiscuity, so he vowed to move on with his life. Problem is, he hasn’t. Whenever he sees her, his willpower vanishes. The obvious solution is to stay away from her, but that’s impossible. Sheila finagled an agreement into their divorce decree for sharing custody of his dog Breezee, likely so she can have her way with Dave whenever she wants, and he hasn’t been able to resist her charms. Now he’s just another of Sheila’s boyfriends, the others being his boss and a mysterious bad-boy bodybuilder. It’s the bodybuilder who has Dave worried. Breezee doesn’t even like him, and she’s a happy-go-lucky Basset Hound. Dave doesn’t want Breezee near the “bad boy,” and he’s afraid for Sheila too. Dave’s and Breezee’s instincts are right. The bodybuilder wants Sheila for himself and is willing to do anything to make it happen.

Former outlaw bikers Jake Olson and Frank Schroeder are riding to the Sturgis, South Dakota motorcycle rally to meet up with their old BoonieRats MC brothers, unaware of the danger their families are in back at the ranch. Another former outlaw biker and his celestial sidekick catch wind of an evil plot and ride through the night to stop it, a foxy grandmother undersheriff goes on the hunt for the bad guys, and a Native American shaman waits in the shadows. One step behind them all but coming on fast are Jake and Frank, Jake with a parachute and a .357 Magnum, Frank itching to land and get on horseback. Saddle-up for this mystical, Wild West-like thriller taking place not in the 1880s, but the 1980s.