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Skateboarding => USELESS WOODEN TOY BANTER => Topic started by: Underground City on February 24, 2021, 07:38:39 AM
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I remember back in the day we were hiking to a ditch out in the brush somewhere and we were crossing a bridge when David Loy, for no reason at all, went to the edge and dangled himself off of it. One tiny wrong movement and he would have died, it was like a hundred foot drop. Then we just continued like it was nothing and no one ever mentioned it again. Weird as fuck. This was sometime around 2005 I think. Who else has stories about stuff like this?
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I went to Barcelona in ‘06 or ‘07, and after a big night on the town, must have been about 4am, I saw Tom Penny alone not too far away. Dude seemed to be wandering aimlessly around town with giant wide-open eyes and his mouth dangling open just looking at stuff that didn’t seem to be there and talking to himself. Dude was fucking tripping HARD and it was kinda sad to see.
Met a guy at Parallel the following day who told us this was an almost daily thing for him. He was abusing mushrooms and acid a lot back then.
Nothing too strange, but that’s all I got.
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I went to Barcelona in ‘06 or ‘07, and after a big night on the town, must have been about 4am, I saw Tom Penny alone not too far away. Dude seemed to be wandering aimlessly around town with giant wide-open eyes and his mouth dangling open just looking at stuff that didn’t seem to be there and talking to himself. Dude was fucking tripping HARD and it was kinda sad to see.
Met a guy at Parallel the following day who told us this was an almost daily thing for him. He was abusing mushrooms and acid a lot back then.
Nothing too strange, but that’s all I got.
That's wild. Kind of explains a lot too
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I went to Barcelona in ‘06 or ‘07, and after a big night on the town, must have been about 4am, I saw Tom Penny alone not too far away. Dude seemed to be wandering aimlessly around town with giant wide-open eyes and his mouth dangling open just looking at stuff that didn’t seem to be there and talking to himself. Dude was fucking tripping HARD and it was kinda sad to see.
Met a guy at Parallel the following day who told us this was an almost daily thing for him. He was abusing mushrooms and acid a lot back then.
Nothing too strange, but that’s all I got.
That's wild. Kind of explains a lot too
There’s a lot of people who have a Tom Penny story very similar to mine. Barcelona-era Penny was something.
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Auby Taylor came to orlando for a vert contest thing and fell in love with a 18 year old girl and lived here with her for a month until girl realized he was manipulative and crazy and he had a meltdown when she broke up with him...
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Antonio Durao pulled up to the local once with smoke billowing outta his nice ass BMW, tore the double set a new asshole and at one point hit the bank to ledge and did a crazy looking crook nollie heel out. He goes outta sight behind some ledges and pulls up next to me on the coin bank riding a completely different board, like a 10 inch Santa Cruz cruiser and I go “yo that was amazing” he goes “I don’t even know what trick I just did but thanks” starts laughing, drops in and does the floatiest tre flip up the euro on this fucking tank of a board.
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Antonio Durao pulled up to the local once with smoke billowing outta his nice ass BMW, tore the double set a new asshole and at one point hit the bank to ledge and did a crazy looking crook nollie heel out. He goes outta sight behind some ledges and pulls up next to me on the coin bank riding a completely different board, like a 10 inch Santa Cruz cruiser and I go “yo that was amazing” he goes “I don’t even know what trick I just did but thanks” starts laughing, drops in and does the floatiest tre flip up the euro on this fucking tank of a board.
He pulled up to the philly house of vans one of the days and proceeded to ONLY do nollie back heels on the quarter pipe for about 20 minutes and then dipped. No warmup at all. Each one was done more wildly than the last but he always landed bolts.
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Antonio Durao pulled up to the local once with smoke billowing outta his nice ass BMW, tore the double set a new asshole and at one point hit the bank to ledge and did a crazy looking crook nollie heel out. He goes outta sight behind some ledges and pulls up next to me on the coin bank riding a completely different board, like a 10 inch Santa Cruz cruiser and I go “yo that was amazing” he goes “I don’t even know what trick I just did but thanks” starts laughing, drops in and does the floatiest tre flip up the euro on this fucking tank of a board.
Stories like this make legends.
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In 1987, when they did the skate camps here (each week, a list of different pros), my best bud's hero was Steve Caballero. We were 11 years old and only about 9 months into skateboarding. Anywho.. I believe it was around the 4th week of the camp and Cab was one of the pros. As soon as he got out of the car, my older friend Dave (13) was all "Cab, can you sign this kid's board", and he signed mine first. I thought that was neat. My best friend was up there every day to watch his hero slay the halfpipe. Well, his oldest sister (a big Cure/Siouxsie & the Banshees style girl. The 80's punk/goth look) apparently was also watching the pros. We had a few older "skate betties" here.
When Saturday rolled around, I had spent the previous night at my friend's house. We were in the kitchen eating leftover Domino's for breakfast and a car full of dudes showed up. Caballero (I want to say Lucero was there, but could be way off on that one, do not remember the rest) was in the car and they were picking up my boy's oldest sister and friend. Word around town is that she got Full Cab'ed that night. Me, being the horrible 11 year old friend that I was, could not stop asking my friend: "Dude, is that weird that your hero banged your sister?". He never actually answered me, so I took that as a "yes". Also, Cab gave me an Odd Man Out (his band after the Faction in the 80's) sticker, which I still have.
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Those Durao tales are magical. They read like Bill Murray anecdotes
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Kenny hoyle gives a good fingering is what I’ve heard
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Every time a thread like this happens I hope that somebody finds the video of David Loy crying and screaming because Lutzka won't let him on top of a bank.
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Sean Malto was my best friend in 4th grade in Leavenworth KS. He was actually into rollerblades when I met him haha... We started skating together and he immediately surpassed me, even though I had been skating for a year or two before him. I remember the day he learned kickflips. Some older kid told him that next he should learn to heelflip. Sean didn’t know what it was and asked the guy to explain the heelflip. So he did, and no fucking joke he tried and immediately landed it. First fucking try. I should have known right then man...
We both had military parents and I moved away after a year in Leavenworth, but it’s been awesome to watch him progress so much over the years. I should try to catch up with him sometime. He’s probably a little too big to contact easily.
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Auby Taylor came to orlando for a vert contest thing and fell in love with a 18 year old girl and lived here with her for a month until girl realized he was manipulative and crazy and he had a meltdown when she broke up with him...
Based on what I've heard this doesn't surprise me unfortunately
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Antonio Durao pulled up to the local once with smoke billowing outta his nice ass BMW, tore the double set a new asshole and at one point hit the bank to ledge and did a crazy looking crook nollie heel out. He goes outta sight behind some ledges and pulls up next to me on the coin bank riding a completely different board, like a 10 inch Santa Cruz cruiser and I go “yo that was amazing” he goes “I don’t even know what trick I just did but thanks” starts laughing, drops in and does the floatiest tre flip up the euro on this fucking tank of a board.
Incredible, I love it
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I saw Dan Murphy without a hat once.
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In 1987, when they did the skate camps here (each week, a list of different pros), my best bud's hero was Steve Caballero. We were 11 years old and only about 9 months into skateboarding. Anywho.. I believe it was around the 4th week of the camp and Cab was one of the pros. As soon as he got out of the car, my older friend Dave (13) was all "Cab, can you sign this kid's board", and he signed mine first. I thought that was neat. My best friend was up there every day to watch his hero slay the halfpipe. Well, his oldest sister (a big Cure/Siouxsie & the Banshees style girl. The 80's punk/goth look) apparently was also watching the pros. We had a few older "skate betties" here.
When Saturday rolled around, I had spent the previous night at my friend's house. We were in the kitchen eating leftover Domino's for breakfast and a car full of dudes showed up. Caballero (I want to say Lucero was there, but could be way off on that one, do not remember the rest) was in the car and they were picking up my boy's oldest sister and friend. Word around town is that she got Full Cab'ed that night. Me, being the horrible 11 year old friend that I was, could not stop asking my friend: "Dude, is that weird that your hero banged your sister?". He never actually answered me, so I took that as a "yes". Also, Cab gave me an Odd Man Out (his band after the Faction in the 80's) sticker, which I still have.
Cab's a nice guy, randomly met him at LAX and he seemed like the chillest dude
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Every time a thread like this happens I hope that somebody finds the video of David Loy crying and screaming because Lutzka won't let him on top of a bank.
I knew him when I was growing up. Never seen that video but what you described is him in a nutshell.
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I saw Puleo at a park not being weird at all, which was weird.
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I saw Puleo at a park not being weird at all, which was weird.
I was legit shocked by how tiny he was when I met him. I mean I could literally throw him.
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I saw Puleo at a park not being weird at all, which was weird.
I was legit shocked by how tiny he was when I met him. I mean I could literally throw him.
He was skating a funbox on the other side of the park, so I was never close enough to get a real idea for his size. But most pros I met are shockingly small. Makes sense, I guess. I'm 6'1" and suck.
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This is more of the "interesting stories about pros" thread.
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In 1987, when they did the skate camps here (each week, a list of different pros), my best bud's hero was Steve Caballero. We were 11 years old and only about 9 months into skateboarding. Anywho.. I believe it was around the 4th week of the camp and Cab was one of the pros. As soon as he got out of the car, my older friend Dave (13) was all "Cab, can you sign this kid's board", and he signed mine first. I thought that was neat. My best friend was up there every day to watch his hero slay the halfpipe. Well, his oldest sister (a big Cure/Siouxsie & the Banshees style girl. The 80's punk/goth look) apparently was also watching the pros. We had a few older "skate betties" here.
When Saturday rolled around, I had spent the previous night at my friend's house. We were in the kitchen eating leftover Domino's for breakfast and a car full of dudes showed up. Caballero (I want to say Lucero was there, but could be way off on that one, do not remember the rest) was in the car and they were picking up my boy's oldest sister and friend. Word around town is that she got Full Cab'ed that night. Me, being the horrible 11 year old friend that I was, could not stop asking my friend: "Dude, is that weird that your hero banged your sister?". He never actually answered me, so I took that as a "yes". Also, Cab gave me an Odd Man Out (his band after the Faction in the 80's) sticker, which I still have.
I wonder what the skate Betty's that got mctwisted/airwalked/full cabbed in the 80s are doing today.
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I went to Barcelona in ‘06 or ‘07, and after a big night on the town, must have been about 4am, I saw Tom Penny alone not too far away. Dude seemed to be wandering aimlessly around town with giant wide-open eyes and his mouth dangling open just looking at stuff that didn’t seem to be there and talking to himself. Dude was fucking tripping HARD and it was kinda sad to see.
Met a guy at Parallel the following day who told us this was an almost daily thing for him. He was abusing mushrooms and acid a lot back then.
Nothing too strange, but that’s all I got.
What's the opposite of micro-dosing? I guess he was maxi-dosing.
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I know 2 that are doing pretty well. One is a marketing advisor for a huge company and the other also has a nice job / family / still follows skating!
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I remember back in the day we were hiking to a ditch out in the brush somewhere and we were crossing a bridge when David Loy, for no reason at all, went to the edge and dangled himself off of it. One tiny wrong movement and he would have I stomped on his hands, then peeled each finger off the ledge one by one. It was like a hundred foot drop. Then we just continued like it was nothing and no one ever mentioned it again. Weird as fuck. This was sometime around 2005 I think. Who else has stories about stuff like this?
Now that's a weird story.
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In 1987, when they did the skate camps here (each week, a list of different pros), my best bud's hero was Steve Caballero. We were 11 years old and only about 9 months into skateboarding. Anywho.. I believe it was around the 4th week of the camp and Cab was one of the pros. As soon as he got out of the car, my older friend Dave (13) was all "Cab, can you sign this kid's board", and he signed mine first. I thought that was neat. My best friend was up there every day to watch his hero slay the halfpipe. Well, his oldest sister (a big Cure/Siouxsie & the Banshees style girl. The 80's punk/goth look) apparently was also watching the pros. We had a few older "skate betties" here.
When Saturday rolled around, I had spent the previous night at my friend's house. We were in the kitchen eating leftover Domino's for breakfast and a car full of dudes showed up. Caballero (I want to say Lucero was there, but could be way off on that one, do not remember the rest) was in the car and they were picking up my boy's oldest sister and friend. Word around town is that she got Full Cab'ed that night. Me, being the horrible 11 year old friend that I was, could not stop asking my friend: "Dude, is that weird that your hero banged your sister?". He never actually answered me, so I took that as a "yes". Also, Cab gave me an Odd Man Out (his band after the Faction in the 80's) sticker, which I still have.
I hope she was 18
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I saw Dan Murphy without a hat once.
I watched Dan Murphy get knocked the fuck out at a Mobb Deep show. It was amazing.
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I saw Dan Murphy without a hat once.
I watched Dan Murphy get knocked the fuck out at a Mobb Deep show. It was amazing.
But was his hat still on?
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One time when I was visiting my girl at the time in New York, I could've sworn to god that I saw Aaron Suski at Laguardia. I was 17 or 18 at the time and too scared to say hi.
Does anyone know what the ACTUAL deal with Pontus Alv is? Like, did he get deported or something? Just wondering how he ended up in a mansion in Portugal? It's pretty clear that he kills it business-wise, with Polar soft goods selling like hot cakes, and now Last Resort AB. I feel like there's a mystery behind it or something.
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One time when I was visiting my girl at the time in New York, I could've sworn to god that I saw Aaron Suski at Laguardia. I was 17 or 18 at the time and too scared to say hi.
Does anyone know what the ACTUAL deal with Pontus Alv is? Like, did he get deported or something? Just wondering how he ended up in a mansion in Portugal? It's pretty clear that he kills it business-wise, with Polar soft goods selling like hot cakes, and now Last Resort AB. I feel like there's a mystery behind it or something.
Why wouldn't you want to live in Portugal ?
He said he wanted to live beside the production of goods.
Plus it's cheap, european, amazing lifestyle, food, weather and best of all full of spots.
I'd do it if it could
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I went to Barcelona in ‘06 or ‘07, and after a big night on the town, must have been about 4am, I saw Tom Penny alone not too far away. Dude seemed to be wandering aimlessly around town with giant wide-open eyes and his mouth dangling open just looking at stuff that didn’t seem to be there and talking to himself. Dude was fucking tripping HARD and it was kinda sad to see.
Met a guy at Parallel the following day who told us this was an almost daily thing for him. He was abusing mushrooms and acid a lot back then.
Nothing too strange, but that’s all I got.
Macro-dosing.
Re: Antonio Durao
He came to the Detroit House of Vans and did shit I would not expect him to do. Like fully tweaked out back 180 melons (bordering on methods) and back 180 tuck knees. I snuck my camera in and shot some of it.
https://www.instagram.com/p/BtMq0xKlqF9/
https://www.instagram.com/p/BtJuO8ilpYX/
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One time when I was visiting my girl at the time in New York, I could've sworn to god that I saw Aaron Suski at Laguardia. I was 17 or 18 at the time and too scared to say hi.
Does anyone know what the ACTUAL deal with Pontus Alv is? Like, did he get deported or something? Just wondering how he ended up in a mansion in Portugal? It's pretty clear that he kills it business-wise, with Polar soft goods selling like hot cakes, and now Last Resort AB. I feel like there's a mystery behind it or something.
Why wouldn't you want to live in Portugal ?
He said he wanted to live beside the production of goods.
Plus it's cheap, european, amazing lifestyle, food, weather and best of all full of spots.
I'd do it if it could
Absolutely agree with all of this. I just remembered hearing that there were circumstances around him leaving Malmo, but I can't remember what exactly happened.
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I saw Dan Murphy without a hat once.
I watched Dan Murphy get knocked the fuck out at a Mobb Deep show. It was amazing.
But was his hat still on?
Asking the important questions
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I was drunk in an NYC bar at like 2 in the morning one time and Clark Hassler randomly walked up to me and tried to sell me a board for 10 bucks. It was a Zero board.
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I was drunk in an NYC bar at like 2 in the morning one time and Clark Hassler randomly walked up to me and tried to sell me a board for 10 bucks. It was a Zero board.
I bought a lightly used Toy Machine deck off Billy Marks back in the day, I think I paid $20. He had a bit of a reputation for selling his sponsors product
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Gator murdered my ex girlfriends older sisters best friend it was SO weird
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i was at central park when i was lil and i saw cairo foster playing with his daughter right across from me
sweet stories about pros.
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Kenny hoyle gives a good fingering is what I’ve heard
Underrated post. I died laughing thank you
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I was drunk in an NYC bar at like 2 in the morning one time and Clark Hassler randomly walked up to me and tried to sell me a board for 10 bucks. It was a Zero board.
I wouldn't be surprised if 95% of skateboarders sell extra product they have lying around.
Hell, the ones who are part owners of skate shops just show up to the warehouse to grab products they can sell in their shop without having to pay wholesale.
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One time when I was visiting my girl at the time in New York, I could've sworn to god that I saw Aaron Suski at Laguardia. I was 17 or 18 at the time and too scared to say hi.
Does anyone know what the ACTUAL deal with Pontus Alv is? Like, did he get deported or something? Just wondering how he ended up in a mansion in Portugal? It's pretty clear that he kills it business-wise, with Polar soft goods selling like hot cakes, and now Last Resort AB. I feel like there's a mystery behind it or something.
Why wouldn't you want to live in Portugal ?
He said he wanted to live beside the production of goods.
Plus it's cheap, european, amazing lifestyle, food, weather and best of all full of spots.
I'd do it if it could
Absolutely agree with all of this. I just remembered hearing that there were circumstances around him leaving Malmo, but I can't remember what exactly happened.
Are there any good interviews with Pontus? He seems to have really good business sense, and is doing it the right way. I wanna know more about the guy.
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I was setting up a complete at No Comply in Austin when I turned my head and a very very sweaty Ishod was walking right beside me. It looked like he just went for a swim in a pool with all his clothes on, probably the sweatiest I have ever seen another human being. I wanted to say hi but in no way do you bother a semi-stranger who is that sweaty. What's the appropriate amount of sweat for approaching someone without it turning into an episode of Seinfield and breaking social protocol?
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I was walking to a dim sum place with my now wife in Chinatown and look to my left and see gonz walking while drawing on an iPad. I had just smoked and definitely just went wide eyed with my mouth open. Dude just mimics my face then starts laughing as he passes me while he continues drawing and walking
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I was walking to a dim sum place with my now wife in Chinatown and look to my left and see gonz walking while drawing on an iPad. I had just smoked and definitely just went wide eyed with my mouth open. Dude just mimics my face then starts laughing as he passes me while he continues drawing and walking
That's an amazing story ha
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Auby Taylor came to orlando for a vert contest thing and fell in love with a 18 year old girl and lived here with her for a month until girl realized he was manipulative and crazy and he had a meltdown when she broke up with him...
Wasn't he one of the guys exposed by that Instagram account that called out johan stuckey and other pro skaters for me too stuff? Maybe I'm remembering wrong but he did something to some girl in Australia like got her to come to his hotel room and wouldn't let her leave? I'm definitely not remembering the incident correctly but I'm pretty sure he was one of those listed on that Instagram page.
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grew up in Riverside CA. I remember after some shop demo Billy Marks accompanied by two groupie chick's was selling product out of a backpack. I bought a pair of rusty jeans for $20 that were absolutely fire. They were the arto saari sig ones.
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I was walking to a dim sum place with my now wife in Chinatown and look to my left and see gonz walking while drawing on an iPad. I had just smoked and definitely just went wide eyed with my mouth open. Dude just mimics my face then starts laughing as he passes me while he continues drawing and walking
That's an amazing story ha
Yeah, this one was great. Thank you for the mental picture and the chuckle.
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Late 2015, maybe early 2016, was solo-seshing in a local public park spot that had flatrgound and a couple tall ledges (that I couldn't even dream of hitting back then). At some point, I hear another skater rolling and I see that the skater is approaching the spot. From afar, I see that it's this tall, buff (in my memory he seemed buff), black guy, and as he got a little closer, I noticed face tats, which gave me some Darth Maul vibes.
He mainly hit the ledges; I distinctly remember him doing several fs board pop outs on the tall ledge (a straight pop out, not back to the side, if that makes sense).
Then he sat down and started smoking this huuuuuge blunt/joint that I thought looked like a cigar. As he was chilling, in my head I was putting together my best tricks into a mini line that would make the guy think "ok this kid doesn't suck terribly." As I was scheming, I quickly look at the guy, and realize that he's looking at me and waived the joint as a token of offering. I don't smoke, so I declined his offer, but it felt really good that he offered it in the first place.
About 3 years later I found out that it was Antwuan Dixon, which for most of you was a dead give-away when I mentioned face tats. But this isn't really weird, just droll and memorable to me
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Lurker Lou once asked me if I thought he should try and get on Blueprint.
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Matt Field wandering through a packed crowd at 80s night at Cat Club in SF when i first moved there in 02. He was grabbing girls asses when they weren't looking. Naive me thought pros were like how they were represented in magazines, and I thought he was an honest peace loving hippie. Kinda ruined my vibe for the night.
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Late 2015, maybe early 2016, was solo-seshing in a local public park spot that had flatrgound and a couple tall ledges (that I couldn't even dream of hitting back then). At some point, I hear another skater rolling and I see that the skater is approaching the spot. From afar, I see that it's this tall, buff (in my memory he seemed buff), black guy, and as he got a little closer, I noticed face tats, which gave me some Darth Maul vibes.
He mainly hit the ledges; I distinctly remember him doing several fs board pop outs on the tall ledge (a straight pop out, not back to the side, if that makes sense).
Then he sat down and started smoking this huuuuuge blunt/joint that I thought looked like a cigar. As he was chilling, in my head I was putting together my best tricks into a mini line that would make the guy think "ok this kid doesn't suck terribly." As I was scheming, I quickly look at the guy, and realize that he's looking at me and waived the joint as a token of offering. I don't smoke, so I declined his offer, but it felt really good that he offered it in the first place.
About 3 years later I found out that it was Antwuan Dixon, which for most of you was a dead give-away when I mentioned face tats. But this isn't really weird, just droll and memorable to me
Damn you had a chance to smoke with antwuan dixon
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Believe it or not...
I was in a house in Carlsbad. My friend who I think is now dead was roommates with Steve Claar. Me and my buddies were there. On acid. In the kitchen was Claar, Blender, and Jason Jessee. They were drinking a handle of Popov and we were in the living room on acid.
Blender comes over to us, knowing we're tripping hard, and just starts telling a tale out of nowhere...
"So this guy is cleaning his house one day. While he's cleaning he notices there's lichen behind the couch. You know, like mold. So he is kind of tripping but he cleans up the lichen and doesn't think too much about it."
"Uh huh" :o
"Couple months later the phone rings. The lichen is on the phone. THE LICHEN IS ON THE PHONE!"
::)
True story. The next day we went to breakfast at a bar in Blender's Volvo wagon. He was about to pull into a spot and a dude just snakes him. "That's what I like about that guy. He knows where he's going."
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So year's ago I was hanging out with randoms in SF 99'-03' JT was there as well. So I had a friend come out from rural Alabama and we're kicking it at a apartment in the Castro area it's a fantasy type of lgbtq+ event.
So we're smoking outside of this apartment on a porch fire escape and my friend loses his cherry on his smoke with at what he thinks it's pigeon 🐦 shit, NOPE it's two bear's above us fucking each other and my boy got spunked on.
They were going at it like well angry bear's but what kill's me is the first time this dude Alex comes out to SF & he gets ropes of spunk shot on him. I lost it with laughing at him and was like ewwwww dude that's fucked!
Let's just say he didn't kick it there long.
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I lived in Japan and Korea for a while from 2008 to 2014. once while i was in korea i saw a volcom tour come through, it was awesome. They had pfanner, caswell, Dollin, Westgate, a long haired provost, gravette etc. Good squad. it was like...2010ish
So anyway, we were all at this big plaza chilling and skating, a pretty mellow "tour" and the guys were all super nice. I wasnt really looking at his face that closely and i told westgate how stoked i was on his recent footage and he got real mad in _____ video.
He got really mad and walked off on his on his own. It wasnt westgate, it was grant taylor who had grown and shaved his head since mindfield. they all cracked up and said everyone in asia had been calling him westage and he was so bummed on it. he literally just walked away and didnt turn up for hours.
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On the subject of Penny stories, I got one that ties in with a recent CultOfTom insta post. He does a massive frontside flip over a pyramid with a backpack on.
A young Tom Penny shows up at a shop demo for Becker Surf n Sport way back in like 1995, and he's with Chad Muska. The two of them are immediately searching for a place to drink and smoke. They can't do it in front of the security guards and parents in stuffy Orange County, so the only place for them is down the side of this big grassy slope. They had to stash their alcohol and bong in a backpack. Everybody wants Tom to skate but for most of the demo he's just tucked away down the side of this grassy slope just enjoying nature, getting high and drinking beer!
Finally near the end of the demo, someone propped a small spine ramp on top of the pyramid and people were trying to do their enders for the crowd. Tom spontaneously grabs a board and still with his backpack on that he was hiding beers/bong inside, without any warm up, he launches that giant frontside flip over the whole god damned spine. The whole place went apeshit. It was levels above what people were used to seeing. And someone captured that magic moment on video.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CLW5335D_e1/
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We need to compile all these Penny stories for the archives.
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On the subject of Penny stories, I got one that ties in with a recent CultOfTom insta post. He does a massive frontside flip over a pyramid with a backpack on.
A young Tom Penny shows up at a shop demo for Becker Surf n Skate way back in like 1995, and he's with Chad Muska. The two of them are immediately searching for a place to drink and smoke. They can't do it in front of the security guards and parents in stuffy Orange County, so the only place for them is down the side of this big grassy slope. They had to stash their alcohol and bong in a backpack. Everybody wants Tom to skate but for most of the demo he's just tucked away down the side of this grassy slope just enjoying nature, getting high and drinking beer!
Finally near the end of the demo, someone propped a small spine ramp on top of the pyramid and people were trying to do their enders for the crowd. Tom spontaneously grabs a board and still with his backpack on that he was hiding beers/bong inside, without any warm up, he launches that giant frontside flip over the whole god damned spine. The whole place went apeshit. It was levels above what people were used to seeing. And someone captured that magic moment on video.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CLW5335D_e1/
Is there more than one Becker than the one in Mission Viejo?
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Late 2015, maybe early 2016, was solo-seshing in a local public park spot that had flatrgound and a couple tall ledges (that I couldn't even dream of hitting back then). At some point, I hear another skater rolling and I see that the skater is approaching the spot. From afar, I see that it's this tall, buff (in my memory he seemed buff), black guy, and as he got a little closer, I noticed face tats, which gave me some Darth Maul vibes.
He mainly hit the ledges; I distinctly remember him doing several fs board pop outs on the tall ledge (a straight pop out, not back to the side, if that makes sense).
Then he sat down and started smoking this huuuuuge blunt/joint that I thought looked like a cigar. As he was chilling, in my head I was putting together my best tricks into a mini line that would make the guy think "ok this kid doesn't suck terribly." As I was scheming, I quickly look at the guy, and realize that he's looking at me and waived the joint as a token of offering. I don't smoke, so I declined his offer, but it felt really good that he offered it in the first place.
About 3 years later I found out that it was Antwuan Dixon, which for most of you was a dead give-away when I mentioned face tats. But this isn't really weird, just droll and memorable to me
bro you should of hit that blunt
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I smoked a joint with slash and shuriken Shannon one time. the only weird part was just slash’s mannerisms. very odd...
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fuck a joint or a blunt. penny said fuck it and put the zong in his bag. gotta respect it.
free max b
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I was at KTR (Jagger Eaton’s family’s indoor park) like 8 ish years ago. Jagger was there practicing with his skate coach. He was learning a trick down a 5 stair and the coach would throw a gymnastics pad whenever he would bail. Tony Hawk loop style. That’s how champs are made, I guess.
Later on that day, I was just skating around and did a wallie to manny on knee high box with an angled front. He goes behind me and tries the same trick, bails, then sprints back to try it again and again. Lil jagger ass bitch can’t hang. Maybe I should be the one on the Olympic team. Sign me up
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On the subject of Penny stories, I got one that ties in with a recent CultOfTom insta post. He does a massive frontside flip over a pyramid with a backpack on.
A young Tom Penny shows up at a shop demo for Becker Surf n Skate way back in like 1995, and he's with Chad Muska. The two of them are immediately searching for a place to drink and smoke. They can't do it in front of the security guards and parents in stuffy Orange County, so the only place for them is down the side of this big grassy slope. They had to stash their alcohol and bong in a backpack. Everybody wants Tom to skate but for most of the demo he's just tucked away down the side of this grassy slope just enjoying nature, getting high and drinking beer!
Finally near the end of the demo, someone propped a small spine ramp on top of the pyramid and people were trying to do their enders for the crowd. Tom spontaneously grabs a board and still with his backpack on that he was hiding beers/bong inside, without any warm up, he launches that giant frontside flip over the whole god damned spine. The whole place went apeshit. It was levels above what people were used to seeing. And someone captured that magic moment on video.
https://www.instagram.com/p/CLW5335D_e1/
Love me a good Tom Penny story
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Auby Taylor came to orlando for a vert contest thing and fell in love with a 18 year old girl and lived here with her for a month until girl realized he was manipulative and crazy and he had a meltdown when she broke up with him...
Wasn't he one of the guys exposed by that Instagram account that called out johan stuckey and other pro skaters for me too stuff? Maybe I'm remembering wrong but he did something to some girl in Australia like got her to come to his hotel room and wouldn't let her leave? I'm definitely not remembering the incident correctly but I'm pretty sure he was one of those listed on that Instagram page.
Yeah I think he was on there but I'm not 100%
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I was working at a skate related streetwear shop in New York called coat of arms And we were hosting a photography show for Al Davis And I was outside the show talking to Fred gall. A few affluent looking drunk dudes cruised by and threw a grocery bag in this dumpster. Freddy sees this go down and says wasted bros always leave the stupidest shit. He then fully jumps in the dumpster and maybe 2 minutes go by and he jumps out with the bag and inside was a sapporo tall can that he precedes to crush immediately. lol
Also I think I have told this story before but Jake Johnson smoked me out at the old quicksilver apartment in Chinatown And he gave me this long extensive anecdote about the Civil War while I was stoned out of my mind. Danny Garcia was playing acoustic in the back after serving us all quinoa which made me feel like my soul was leaving my body
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I was working at a skate related streetwear shop in New York called coat of arms And we were hosting a photography show for Al Davis And I was outside the show talking to Fred gall. A few affluent looking drunk dudes cruised by and threw a grocery bag in this dumpster. Freddy sees this go down and says wasted bros always leave the stupidest shit. He then fully jumps in the dumpster and maybe 2 minutes go by and he jumps out with the bag and inside was a sapporo tall can that he precedes to crush immediately. lol
Also I think I have told this story before but Jake Johnson smoked me out at the old quicksilver apartment in Chinatown And he gave me this long extensive anecdote about the Civil War while I was stoned out of my mind. Danny Garcia was playing acoustic in the back after serving us all quinoa which made me feel like my soul was leaving my body
both of these are priceless, but this is very priceless
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Believe it or not...
I was in a house in Carlsbad. My friend who I think is now dead was roommates with Steve Claar. Me and my buddies were there. On acid. In the kitchen was Claar, Blender, and Jason Jessee. They were drinking a handle of Popov and we were in the living room on acid.
Blender comes over to us, knowing we're tripping hard, and just starts telling a tale out of nowhere...
"So this guy is cleaning his house one day. While he's cleaning he notices there's lichen behind the couch. You know, like mold. So he is kind of tripping but he cleans up the lichen and doesn't think too much about it."
"Uh huh" :o
"Couple months later the phone rings. The lichen is on the phone. THE LICHEN IS ON THE PHONE!"
::)
True story. The next day we went to breakfast at a bar in Blender's Volvo wagon. He was about to pull into a spot and a dude just snakes him. "That's what I like about that guy. He knows where he's going."
(https://i.ibb.co/kQRmR2c/AD0184-B9-2-D0-E-4-F5-F-AEB9-DEB09-F699561.jpg) (https://ibb.co/kQRmR2c)
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I was at a premiere and asked Dustin Dollin if baker 4 was gonna be premiered at a venue. He responded by “are you gay”
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I was at KTR (Jagger Eaton’s family’s indoor park) like 8 ish years ago. Jagger was there practicing with his skate coach. He was learning a trick down a 5 stair and the coach would throw a gymnastics pad whenever he would bail. Tony Hawk loop style. That’s how champs are made, I guess.
Later on that day, I was just skating around and did a wallie to manny on knee high box with an angled front. He goes behind me and tries the same trick, bails, then sprints back to try it again and again. Lil jagger ass bitch can’t hang. Maybe I should be the one on the Olympic team. Sign me up
I love this one. It confirms all my prejudices.
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one time i went to grab & go subs on mission gorge road to get a turkey avocado & swiss, and jimmy carlin was inside waiting for his sandwich/order.
they gave him his food, he said thanks, and he left.
he did not dance.
he did not make sound effects with his mouth.
he did not sing.
he did not talk in a funny voice.
it was weird.
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one time i went to grab & go subs on mission gorge road to get a turkey avocado & swiss, and jimmy carlin was inside waiting for his sandwich/order.
they gave him his food, he said thanks, and he left.
he did not dance.
he did not make sound effects with his mouth.
he did not sing.
he did not talk in a funny voice.
it was weird.
You’re not you when you’re hungry.
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I was at a premiere and asked Dustin Dollin if baker 4 was gonna be premiered at a venue. He responded by asking, “are you a gay bird?”
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Ben Schroeder pissed all over some skate kids' sofa in Phoenix a couple times.
I think they kicked him out of the apartment after the second time.
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I was at phillipes in LA and AA was getting French dips. I hope he got them double dipped but can’t confirm. He had a big ass bag of food and was solo
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Matt Field wandering through a packed crowd at 80s night at Cat Club in SF when i first moved there in 02. He was grabbing girls asses when they weren't looking. Naive me thought pros were like how they were represented in magazines, and I thought he was an honest peace loving hippie. Kinda ruined my vibe for the night.
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Jaws was messaging some dudes girlfriend in my hometown and basically being a predator. Sending a bunch of weird nudes and cringey pics. Never seen the pics
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Jaws was messaging some dudes girlfriend in my hometown and basically being a predator. Sending a bunch of weird nudes and cringey pics. Never seen the pics
Clearly you need to get the pics for this sub
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In 1987, when they did the skate camps here (each week, a list of different pros), my best bud's hero was Steve Caballero. We were 11 years old and only about 9 months into skateboarding. Anywho.. I believe it was around the 4th week of the camp and Cab was one of the pros. As soon as he got out of the car, my older friend Dave (13) was all "Cab, can you sign this kid's board", and he signed mine first. I thought that was neat. My best friend was up there every day to watch his hero slay the halfpipe. Well, his oldest sister (a big Cure/Siouxsie & the Banshees style girl. The 80's punk/goth look) apparently was also watching the pros. We had a few older "skate betties" here.
When Saturday rolled around, I had spent the previous night at my friend's house. We were in the kitchen eating leftover Domino's for breakfast and a car full of dudes showed up. Caballero (I want to say Lucero was there, but could be way off on that one, do not remember the rest) was in the car and they were picking up my boy's oldest sister and friend. Word around town is that she got Full Cab'ed that night. Me, being the horrible 11 year old friend that I was, could not stop asking my friend: "Dude, is that weird that your hero banged your sister?". He never actually answered me, so I took that as a "yes". Also, Cab gave me an Odd Man Out (his band after the Faction in the 80's) sticker, which I still have.
i lived with one in SF, she was GNARLY (in a good way)
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Sean Malto was my best friend in 4th grade in Leavenworth KS. He was actually into rollerblades when I met him haha... We started skating together and he immediately surpassed me, even though I had been skating for a year or two before him. I remember the day he learned kickflips. Some older kid told him that next he should learn to heelflip. Sean didn’t know what it was and asked the guy to explain the heelflip. So he did, and no fucking joke he tried and immediately landed it. First fucking try. I should have known right then man...
We both had military parents and I moved away after a year in Leavenworth, but it’s been awesome to watch him progress so much over the years. I should try to catch up with him sometime. He’s probably a little too big to contact easily.
I had a friend who was just like that.
I started skating one year before him and could do some kickflips, boardslide, noseslide, heelflips, shuvs etc. Just the basic stuff any normal kid would do in early 00s.
So he starts skating and learns 180s both ways in a week. And then kickflips. One day I landed a heelflip and he was like "so you kick the other way?". And boom - landed. First time he had seen the trick and first time he tried.
A couple days later we were skating a ledge - it was his first time. What did he do? 50-50 and tailslide - first fucking try.
It was then that I saw how much I had no skills. Once time I traveled with my parents and was out of my town for a week. I go back to the streets and what is the fucker doing? Lipslides, bs/fs crooks, fs/overcrooks and noseslides on a handrail his father made.
I quit after that for some long years. He went on in a contest and got 6th place - landed a noseslide in a massive downward ledge he had never skated. A couple months later he also quit - apparently he lost all interest in skateboarding. Sometimes I wonder how far he would have gotten.
Yes, not a weird story about a pro, just a story about some no talented random guy.
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One time when I was visiting my girl at the time in New York, I could've sworn to god that I saw Aaron Suski at Laguardia. I was 17 or 18 at the time and too scared to say hi.
Does anyone know what the ACTUAL deal with Pontus Alv is? Like, did he get deported or something? Just wondering how he ended up in a mansion in Portugal? It's pretty clear that he kills it business-wise, with Polar soft goods selling like hot cakes, and now Last Resort AB. I feel like there's a mystery behind it or something.
Why wouldn't you want to live in Portugal ?
He said he wanted to live beside the production of goods.
Plus it's cheap, european, amazing lifestyle, food, weather and best of all full of spots.
I'd do it if it could
Absolutely agree with all of this. I just remembered hearing that there were circumstances around him leaving Malmo, but I can't remember what exactly happened.
Are there any good interviews with Pontus? He seems to have really good business sense, and is doing it the right way. I wanna know more about the guy.
http://www.jenkemmag.com/home/2020/09/18/putting-footwear-back-hands-skaters-pontus-alv/
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My friend told me to come to this party one time saying a few of my friends were there. I had to skate a few miles in the southern summer evening so by the time I rolled up I was nice and sweaty. I walk in and the first person I see is Dollin, who walks up to me and starts wiping the sweat off my face with his shirt. I can't remember what he said because I was stoned and fully star struck. I don't know why my friend said some of my high school friends were there rather than telling me the volcom team was there haha
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Not really weird but I went to a house party in echo park like 2010ish and seen Shane O’Neil there (almost days). Party was wild girls booze etc but Shane proceeded to play street fighter for like 6 hours straight drank Coca-Colas then went home not too much interaction. I guess It explains why he’s so good now
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Jaws was messaging some dudes girlfriend in my hometown and basically being a predator. Sending a bunch of weird nudes and cringey pics. Never seen the pics
Clearly you need to get the pics for this sub
I shudder to think what the rest of him looks like underneath those clothes
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grew up in Riverside CA. I remember after some shop demo Billy Marks accompanied by two groupie chick's was selling product out of a backpack. I bought a pair of rusty jeans for $20 that were absolutely fire. They were the arto saari sig ones.
Unless you were 11, those pants fitting is the weirdest thing in this thread.
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I was working at a skate related streetwear shop in New York called coat of arms And we were hosting a photography show for Al Davis And I was outside the show talking to Fred gall. A few affluent looking drunk dudes cruised by and threw a grocery bag in this dumpster. Freddy sees this go down and says wasted bros always leave the stupidest shit. He then fully jumps in the dumpster and maybe 2 minutes go by and he jumps out with the bag and inside was a sapporo tall can that he precedes to crush immediately. lol
Also I think I have told this story before but Jake Johnson smoked me out at the old quicksilver apartment in Chinatown And he gave me this long extensive anecdote about the Civil War while I was stoned out of my mind. Danny Garcia was playing acoustic in the back after serving us all quinoa which made me feel like my soul was leaving my body
Sounds fantastic
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I was at a premiere and asked Dustin Dollin if baker 4 was gonna be premiered at a venue. He responded by “are you gay”
Classic Dollin quote
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Ben Schroeder pissed all over some skate kids' sofa in Phoenix a couple times.
I think they kicked him out of the apartment after the second time.
I love that they let him return after pissing their sofa
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Went up the DC for the Emerica/Lakai Stay Flared demo that was happening at the Malloof park in 2015, so before the demo me and my homie heard that the whole Stay Flared crew was doing a signing at the Palace Five skate shop so we head there and pulling up to the shop we see that the signing had just ended and most of the pros were standing outside the shop getting ready to load back up in the van, Reynolds, Spanky, Westgate, Carrol, Jerry Hsu, Romero were just some of the heads standing around on the side walk, out of nowhere this homeless woman with a shopping cart full of random stuff just walks thru the crowd of pros and immediately starts screaming at them in a belligerent fashion, at one point i think she was spitting at them and I remember the look on all the pros they were just like yeah this lady is fucking crazy lets get outta here. I was stoked i got to meet Reynolds right before the screaming hobo broke up the scene. Not really that crazy of a story but definitely weird. The Stay Flared crew proceeded to Pulaski to skate for a while before heading to Maloof for the demo which was a sick one to witness live.
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Sean Malto was my best friend in 4th grade in Leavenworth KS. He was actually into rollerblades when I met him haha... We started skating together and he immediately surpassed me, even though I had been skating for a year or two before him. I remember the day he learned kickflips. Some older kid told him that next he should learn to heelflip. Sean didn’t know what it was and asked the guy to explain the heelflip. So he did, and no fucking joke he tried and immediately landed it. First fucking try. I should have known right then man...
We both had military parents and I moved away after a year in Leavenworth, but it’s been awesome to watch him progress so much over the years. I should try to catch up with him sometime. He’s probably a little too big to contact easily.
I had a friend who was just like that.
I started skating one year before him and could do some kickflips, boardslide, noseslide, heelflips, shuvs etc. Just the basic stuff any normal kid would do in early 00s.
So he starts skating and learns 180s both ways in a week. And then kickflips. One day I landed a heelflip and he was like "so you kick the other way?". And boom - landed. First time he had seen the trick and first time he tried.
A couple days later we were skating a ledge - it was his first time. What did he do? 50-50 and tailslide - first fucking try.
It was then that I saw how much I had no skills. Once time I traveled with my parents and was out of my town for a week. I go back to the streets and what is the fucker doing? Lipslides, bs/fs crooks, fs/overcrooks and noseslides on a handrail his father made.
I quit after that for some long years. He went on in a contest and got 6th place - landed a noseslide in a massive downward ledge he had never skated. A couple months later he also quit - apparently he lost all interest in skateboarding. Sometimes I wonder how far he would have gotten.
Yes, not a weird story about a pro, just a story about some no talented random guy.
Everybody knows someone in their hometown like this
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~1998, Bam, Dollin, can't remember who else...Volcom tour that included one of the bands on their label, The Line. They came through Oklahoma City, and I don't remember if there was a demo anywhere but my friend Gabe had a nice mini-ramp and they all came over to skate it.
Dollin was wearing track pants and Bam was sponsored by Nike before they did any of the SB stuff. They both shredded the mini ramp.
Bam showed us an unlabeled VHS of some antics that wound up being some of the stuff from Jump Off A Building and the Landspeed/CKY videos.
I was 19 and lived with two girls in a house that we hosted punk shows at sometimes. After the mini-ramp sesh the whole crew came to our house and The Line played in our living room while Dollin, Bam, and I think Lance Dawes(?) fucked around doing their best pro-wrestling moves in the next room. Dollin was extremely obnoxious as usual.
Can't remember if it was the next day or what but we took them around to some street spots and Dollin skated everything and ripped.
On a side note, I saw DD at Nuges house a couple years ago and brought it up to him like the dork that I am. He just kinda vaguely acknowledged it but I'm not sure he remembers.
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~1998, Bam, Dollin, can't remember who else...Volcom tour that included one of the bands on their label, The Line. They came through Oklahoma City, and I don't remember if there was a demo anywhere but my friend Gabe had a nice mini-ramp and they all came over to skate it.
Dollin was wearing track pants and Bam was sponsored by Nike before they did any of the SB stuff. They both shredded the mini ramp.
Bam showed us an unlabeled VHS of some antics that wound up being some of the stuff from Jump Off A Building and the Landspeed/CKY videos.
I was 19 and lived with two girls in a house that we hosted punk shows at sometimes. After the mini-ramp sesh the whole crew came to our house and The Line played in our living room while Dollin, Bam, and I think Lance Dawes(?) fucked around doing their best pro-wrestling moves in the next room. Dollin was extremely obnoxious as usual.
Can't remember if it was the next day or what but we took them around to some street spots and Dollin skated everything and ripped.
On a side note, I saw DD at Nuges house a couple years ago and brought it up to him like the dork that I am. He just kinda vaguely acknowledged it but I'm not sure he remembers.
What's Nuge like ?
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keep em coming, some good reads here.
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Back in 2005 Paris Hilton’s phone was stolen and the contact list was leaked online. Not sure how I got it but sure enough Muska’s number is on there so being a childhood fanboy I cold called him... and dude picked up. We briefly chatted about skating in Arizona and then he told me to hit him up sometime if I’m in LA. Right.
Fast forward 2 years and I’m pretty damn day drunk and Muska’s number is still in my phone. I call him up and sure enough he’s in AZ at a strip club maybe 2 miles from my house and invited me out. I huffed it up to the strip climb expecting to get trolled but am instead met with peak party Muska maybe a few months before his TMZ meltdown. He had a crew with him and I got to hang out with them all night. He still had an Escalade, but I vaguely recall it being kinda shitty up close. Shared many party favors and got dropped off just after sunrise.
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What's Nuge like ?
We're from the same city, known him since we were teenagers. Nuge is cool. Amazing pop and effortless style.
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I guess I'll be the fuckin nerd to follow up that story.
Met Adrian Lopez at a bar in PB about 10 years back. Mad cool but I was chatting him up about how gnarly his back tails were and he proceeds to say that before he retires he wants to "do the biggest back tail ever done". Kooky but respectable.
Last year I was with my son at a playground in south orange county, cookie cutter type shit. I'm sitting there and this dude and his two kids roll up from far away and I'm like, hmm that dude kinda looks like he skates. He gets closer and I'm like, jesus fucking Christ that's Geoff Rowley. I'm staring and give him this huge nod. He looks at my shoes and does the same.
Had probably the most pinnacle convo with any human ever that day. Chatted about Lennon, Flip, Penny, raising kids, future prospects (this was before free dome) all that shit. His passion for skating and life pours out when we were shooting the shit, so much more respect for him even tho it was always high.
Anyway, were talking for a while and he looks back and does the classic tunnel vision/frantically scanning the park for your kid look then realizes his son isn't there. We then both proceed to walk around the park calling his name but it quickly gets more serious when he doesnt show up after about 30 seconds (which is a lifetime btw when you looking for your child). Search widens to the surrounding field, I'm looking in this little ravine, shit is getting crazy. Hes all the way across the park and looks at me with this super worried face I'll never forget, sort of asking if I've seen him look. I shake my head no.
Turns out he was literally right next to us in this lil play tunnel on the playground just doing his thing. Never forget being in the moment and thinking, I'm at a playground searching for Rowley's possibly abducted/lost child. Pretty weird I guess?
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I guess I'll be the fuckin nerd to follow up that story.
Met Adrian Lopez at a bar in PB about 10 years back. Mad cool but I was chatting him up about how gnarly his back tails were and he proceeds to say that before he retires he wants to "do the biggest back tail ever done". Kooky but respectable.
Last year I was with my son at a playground in south orange county, cookie cutter type shit. I'm sitting there and this dude and his two kids roll up from far away and I'm like, hmm that dude kinda looks like he skates. He gets closer and I'm like, jesus fucking Christ that's Geoff Rowley. I'm staring and give him this huge nod. He looks at my shoes and does the same.
Had probably the most pinnacle convo with any human ever that day. Chatted about Lennon, Flip, Penny, raising kids, future prospects (this was before free dome) all that shit. His passion for skating and life pours out when we were shooting the shit, so much more respect for him even tho it was always high.
Anyway, were talking for a while and he looks back and does the classic tunnel vision/frantically scanning the park for your kid look then realizes his son isn't there. We then both proceed to walk around the park calling his name but it quickly gets more serious when he doesnt show up after about 30 seconds (which is a lifetime btw when you looking for your child). Search widens to the surrounding field, I'm looking in this little ravine, shit is getting crazy. Hes all the way across the park and looks at me with this super worried face I'll never forget, sort of asking if I've seen him look. I shake my head no.
Turns out he was literally right next to us in this lil play tunnel on the playground just doing his thing. Never forget being in the moment and thinking, I'm at a playground searching for Rowley's possibly abducted/lost child. Pretty weird I guess?
This one had me on the edge of my toilet seat. I was genuinely relieved when you said he was right beside you guys.
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~1998, Bam, Dollin, can't remember who else...Volcom tour that included one of the bands on their label, The Line. They came through Oklahoma City, and I don't remember if there was a demo anywhere but my friend Gabe had a nice mini-ramp and they all came over to skate it.
Dollin was wearing track pants and Bam was sponsored by Nike before they did any of the SB stuff. They both shredded the mini ramp.
Bam showed us an unlabeled VHS of some antics that wound up being some of the stuff from Jump Off A Building and the Landspeed/CKY videos.
I was 19 and lived with two girls in a house that we hosted punk shows at sometimes. After the mini-ramp sesh the whole crew came to our house and The Line played in our living room while Dollin, Bam, and I think Lance Dawes(?) fucked around doing their best pro-wrestling moves in the next room. Dollin was extremely obnoxious as usual.
Can't remember if it was the next day or what but we took them around to some street spots and Dollin skated everything and ripped.
On a side note, I saw DD at Nuges house a couple years ago and brought it up to him like the dork that I am. He just kinda vaguely acknowledged it but I'm not sure he remembers.
Amazing. I wonder what Dollin's memory is like at this point
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~1998, Bam, Dollin, can't remember who else...Volcom tour that included one of the bands on their label, The Line. They came through Oklahoma City, and I don't remember if there was a demo anywhere but my friend Gabe had a nice mini-ramp and they all came over to skate it.
Dollin was wearing track pants and Bam was sponsored by Nike before they did any of the SB stuff. They both shredded the mini ramp.
Bam showed us an unlabeled VHS of some antics that wound up being some of the stuff from Jump Off A Building and the Landspeed/CKY videos.
I was 19 and lived with two girls in a house that we hosted punk shows at sometimes. After the mini-ramp sesh the whole crew came to our house and The Line played in our living room while Dollin, Bam, and I think Lance Dawes(?) fucked around doing their best pro-wrestling moves in the next room. Dollin was extremely obnoxious as usual.
Can't remember if it was the next day or what but we took them around to some street spots and Dollin skated everything and ripped.
On a side note, I saw DD at Nuges house a couple years ago and brought it up to him like the dork that I am. He just kinda vaguely acknowledged it but I'm not sure he remembers.
What's Nuge like ?
I was in silverlake with a couple buddies who live out there and ran into Nuge and Lizard at a bar. We all shot a couple rounds of pool and he bought us all a round of shots and was an overall super rad and nice dude.
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This thread needs to be stickied. Already so many classic stories that should not be lost when it slows down for a brief moment later this week.
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I got some Penny stories.
So back in London 95-96 he would come around to Southbank and this was PEAK Penny days. He would get super hammered at the pub right down the river from Southbank and one time got punched in the face by the bouncer and lost his wallet. Kept asking everyone where his wallet was and really had no idea that he was bleeding from the nose. Later that night back at Southbank he ollies the gap (with the sharp rocks) right of the stairs like it was nothing. He was super close with Winston Whittier, BenJobe and the local SB guys back then and would roll through every once and awhile.
I think the next time I heard about him was a couple years ago when one of the SB locals texted me saying he was hanging out with Tom and sent me some pics of them in some random house in the UK in the middle of the night. Maybe in Surrey or somewhere like that.
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Not mine and not too weird.
But, after the peak of Brian Sumner’s career he was doing (might still be) some missionary type skate shit.
My friend Jared was as well. He was apart of their crew. Them and our friend Ben are all hanging out chatting. And Ben is a big dude. Like 250 and only skated occasionally but the homie nonetheless. He starts telling jared how he ollied this 3 stair which was a big accomplishment for him. And Sumner turns to Ben and in that British accent just deadpan asks “Up it or down it?”
My crew still uses that like for a little laugh while doing it in the brit accent.
Also got to witness Chet Childress pass out on the floor of his own art show at Push Skateshop in Asheville, NC.
And got a ride in Dan Murphy’s “Das Proof” decal minivan to a club one night in Raleigh.
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I got a decent Muska one too...
I THINK it was 2001-ish, but me and some friends were skating an OKC staple spot just messing around on the ledges. A gold Escalade rolls up and the passenger window comes down and we hear "any good spots around here?" It was Muska, in the Muskalade. He was driving cross-country to NYC with some homies to work on his Muskabeatz album.
They posted up at a hotel somewhere and linked back up with us later, we took him to the 10-stair rails at the same spot from earlier. He did front 50, 5-0, tail slide, lip slide all in 1 or 2 tries, filmed a couple lines there with his filmer. They came back to the skate house we lived in at the time and smoked out the whole crew with some good weed. In the early 2000s there was NOT good weed everywhere, so we were blown away.
they stayed for a couple days and we took them around to a few more spots. Muska was the coolest nicest dude ever, and could do his bag of tricks pretty much every try on any rail.
They actually stopped back by on their way home from NYC and partied and skated some more and we made Muska an honorary member of our little crew. I think he was hyped, or was just really polite about it.
Oh yeah, prior to that, back in '96/'97 maybe(?), we were 17ish, my same friend from the Volcom story won a Tum Yeto Fan Club contest where they come to your house and skate with you. The crew that came to his house was Jamie Thomas, Muska, Frank Hirata, and Steve Olson. They ripped Gabe's little driveway quarter pipe set up and we were all amazed.
Nothing weird happened in any of those stories, but Muska was and is a legend. good memories.
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I was at the Back To The 'Berg contest, the one where they thought the spot was going to get demolished afterwards, Chris Cole did the back 360. I was right at the bottom step standing behind Mike Carroll, with a wide stance, and I look down and see someone crawling right between my legs to get to where the pros were standing- when he gets up I realize it was John Cardiel.
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I was at that bungalow bar in Santa Monica with a buddy because my cousin was having a birthday there, and she got a table with bottle service.
So we were wandering around the place and in walks Jereme Rogers by himself (right after the KOTR where he nearly killed Heath Kirchart riding down a hill on a toilet). Since we had a few drinks up to that point, we weren't able to contain our fan boy ness, so we brought him to our table and proceeded to give him some drinks. He then later introduced me to a girl he had just met 5 minutes before and she and I made out next to the bathroom for the rest of the night. I never saw Jereme again that evening, and I never got to thank him.
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I was at that bungalow bar in Santa Monica with a buddy because my cousin was having a birthday there, and she got a table with bottle service.
So we were wandering around the place and in walks Jereme Rogers by himself (right after the KOTR where he nearly killed Heath Kirchart riding down a hill on a toilet). Since we had a few drinks up to that point, we weren't able to contain our fan boy ness, so we brought him to our table and proceeded to give him some drinks. He then later introduced me to a girl he had just met 5 minutes before and she and I made out next to the bathroom for the rest of the night. I never saw Jereme again that evening, and I never got to thank him.
Sounds like a magical evening. This one and the muska one would be my favourites to live out, lucky bastards!
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I guess I'll be the fuckin nerd to follow up that story.
Met Adrian Lopez at a bar in PB about 10 years back. Mad cool but I was chatting him up about how gnarly his back tails were and he proceeds to say that before he retires he wants to "do the biggest back tail ever done". Kooky but respectable.
Last year I was with my son at a playground in south orange county, cookie cutter type shit. I'm sitting there and this dude and his two kids roll up from far away and I'm like, hmm that dude kinda looks like he skates. He gets closer and I'm like, jesus fucking Christ that's Geoff Rowley. I'm staring and give him this huge nod. He looks at my shoes and does the same.
Had probably the most pinnacle convo with any human ever that day. Chatted about Lennon, Flip, Penny, raising kids, future prospects (this was before free dome) all that shit. His passion for skating and life pours out when we were shooting the shit, so much more respect for him even tho it was always high.
Anyway, were talking for a while and he looks back and does the classic tunnel vision/frantically scanning the park for your kid look then realizes his son isn't there. We then both proceed to walk around the park calling his name but it quickly gets more serious when he doesnt show up after about 30 seconds (which is a lifetime btw when you looking for your child). Search widens to the surrounding field, I'm looking in this little ravine, shit is getting crazy. Hes all the way across the park and looks at me with this super worried face I'll never forget, sort of asking if I've seen him look. I shake my head no.
Turns out he was literally right next to us in this lil play tunnel on the playground just doing his thing. Never forget being in the moment and thinking, I'm at a playground searching for Rowley's possibly abducted/lost child. Pretty weird I guess?
This Rowley story hit all the marks of a great 'weird story about a pro' for me. Shit man, you could've been close to giving witness statements, even a suspect haha
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Met Adrian Lopez at a bar in PB about 10 years back. Mad cool but I was chatting him up about how gnarly his back tails were and he proceeds to say that before he retires he wants to "do the biggest back tail ever done". Kooky but respectable.
Last year I was with my son at a playground in south orange county, cookie cutter type shit. I'm sitting there and this dude and his two kids roll up from far away and I'm like, hmm that dude kinda looks like he skates. He gets closer and I'm like, jesus fucking Christ that's Geoff Rowley. I'm staring and give him this huge nod. He looks at my shoes and does the same.
Had probably the most pinnacle convo with any human ever that day. Chatted about Lennon, Flip, Penny, raising kids, future prospects (this was before free dome) all that shit. His passion for skating and life pours out when we were shooting the shit, so much more respect for him even tho it was always high.
Anyway, were talking for a while and he looks back and does the classic tunnel vision/frantically scanning the park for your kid look then realizes his son isn't there. We then both proceed to walk around the park calling his name but it quickly gets more serious when he doesnt show up after about 30 seconds (which is a lifetime btw when you looking for your child). Search widens to the surrounding field, I'm looking in this little ravine, shit is getting crazy. Hes all the way across the park and looks at me with this super worried face I'll never forget, sort of asking if I've seen him look. I shake my head no.
Turns out he was literally right next to us in this lil play tunnel on the playground just doing his thing. Never forget being in the moment and thinking, I'm at a playground searching for Rowley's possibly abducted/lost child. Pretty weird I guess?
This Rowley story hit all the marks of a great 'weird story about a pro' for me. Shit man, you could've been close to giving witness statements, even a suspect haha
"Sir we don't need to know about skate videos the victim appeared in for this police report. We just need to know the last place where you saw the kid."
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I was at that bungalow bar in Santa Monica with a buddy because my cousin was having a birthday there, and she got a table with bottle service.
So we were wandering around the place and in walks Jereme Rogers by himself (right after the KOTR where he nearly killed Heath Kirchart riding down a hill on a toilet). Since we had a few drinks up to that point, we weren't able to contain our fan boy ness, so we brought him to our table and proceeded to give him some drinks. He then later introduced me to a girl he had just met 5 minutes before and she and I made out next to the bathroom for the rest of the night. I never saw Jereme again that evening, and I never got to thank him.
Then it'll make you glad to know it was Forrest Edwards that almost killed HK. Jereme zooms off lookin' like a piece of chewed gum.
(https://i.makeagif.com/media/2-26-2021/rbeXcK.gif) (https://www.slapmagazine.com/gif/turletedwards-rbeXcK)
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Popped into a poboy shop on Bourbon street when I lived nearby, and randomly bumped into Jake Johnson. I guess he looked at my shoes and goes “oh hey man, you skate?” “Not so much these days”, “oh cool” and we went about our business.
On the way out of the shop he called me over to their van (I think it was an early GX trip; yonnie, Al Davis and some other guys where there). He handed me a set of Ojs and told me to keep skating.
Stand up guy, that JJ
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This is a great thread, fun reading all these. Have one or two more so why not share.
I was at labor after work one day in like 2014 setting up a new deck and BA comes in and is just lit up. Like super pissed and worked up about something kind of doing laps around this little store going “I can’t fucking believe that man! FUCK THAT” and so on and so forth before storming out all within like 30 seconds. Guy behind the counter kind of just shrugged as if to say “that’s Brian Anderson for you”
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Went up the DC for the Emerica/Lakai Stay Flared demo that was happening at the Malloof park in 2015, so before the demo me and my homie heard that the whole Stay Flared crew was doing a signing at the Palace Five skate shop so we head there and pulling up to the shop we see that the signing had just ended and most of the pros were standing outside the shop getting ready to load back up in the van, Reynolds, Spanky, Westgate, Carrol, Jerry Hsu, Romero were just some of the heads standing around on the side walk, out of nowhere this homeless woman with a shopping cart full of random stuff just walks thru the crowd of pros and immediately starts screaming at them in a belligerent fashion, at one point i think she was spitting at them and I remember the look on all the pros they were just like yeah this lady is fucking crazy lets get outta here. I was stoked i got to meet Reynolds right before the screaming hobo broke up the scene. Not really that crazy of a story but definitely weird. The Stay Flared crew proceeded to Pulaski to skate for a while before heading to Maloof for the demo which was a sick one to witness live.
I went to that demo, and I’m pretty sure Heath kirchart saw me watching him skate and stopped
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One time I was at house park, and some short dude showed up with a tatted up chick who was super hot. He threw down his board and did a perfect front crook or switch front crook. It was Cody Mac. He’s like 5 foot tall in real life but his girl was good looking.
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Worked at Deathwish/Baker Boys at the start
Another Greco one is we were in a meeting explaining why brigada eyewear wasn't selling and greco was having the hardest time eating a jack in the box taco he was like moving his head side to side like a raptor in jurassic park and then attacked it straight on no taco neck it was bizarre, and this is when he is supposedly sober for years i dunno
(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/51/41/4b/51414bd0472898aeb05777648121b3ec.jpg)
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Worked at Deathwish/Baker Boys at the start
Another Greco one is we were in a meeting explaining why brigada eyewear wasn't selling and greco was having the hardest time eating a jack in the box taco he was like moving his head side to side like a raptor in jurassic park and then attacked it straight on no taco neck it was bizarre, and this is when he is supposedly sober for years i dunno
(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/51/41/4b/51414bd0472898aeb05777648121b3ec.jpg)
That whole post was so good and it’s already deleted 😫
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Baker boiler room is the reality show they should have done
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Jaws was messaging some dudes girlfriend in my hometown and basically being a predator. Sending a bunch of weird nudes and cringey pics. Never seen the pics
Clearly you need to get the pics for this sub
I shudder to think what the rest of him looks like underneath those clothes
dood looks like his penis got an underbite
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Jaws was messaging some dudes girlfriend in my hometown and basically being a predator. Sending a bunch of weird nudes and cringey pics. Never seen the pics
Clearly you need to get the pics for this sub
I shudder to think what the rest of him looks like underneath those clothes
Dude looks like he pisses through a tube that should've been changed 6 months ago.
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Went up the DC for the Emerica/Lakai Stay Flared demo that was happening at the Malloof park in 2015, so before the demo me and my homie heard that the whole Stay Flared crew was doing a signing at the Palace Five skate shop so we head there and pulling up to the shop we see that the signing had just ended and most of the pros were standing outside the shop getting ready to load back up in the van, Reynolds, Spanky, Westgate, Carrol, Jerry Hsu, Romero were just some of the heads standing around on the side walk, out of nowhere this homeless woman with a shopping cart full of random stuff just walks thru the crowd of pros and immediately starts screaming at them in a belligerent fashion, at one point i think she was spitting at them and I remember the look on all the pros they were just like yeah this lady is fucking crazy lets get outta here. I was stoked i got to meet Reynolds right before the screaming hobo broke up the scene. Not really that crazy of a story but definitely weird. The Stay Flared crew proceeded to Pulaski to skate for a while before heading to Maloof for the demo which was a sick one to witness live.
heath didn't skate at all. he just buried himself in crowds unrecognized
(https://i.postimg.cc/y6cnw7K9/heath-lurking.jpg)
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heath standing amongst the kids unnoticed at a demo pretending hes a weird mid 30s man there by himself, when he should be skating in that demo, is the most heath shit ive ever heard/seen.
ive got some funny ones, none were too weird that i can remember.
jake used to come by the skatehouse apt i lived at all the time in 2008/09 before mindfield. he spent like 4 hours one night pitching the idea for "an indoor jetpack arena" and were all laughing then the laughing would stop and hed start right back up. "haha yeah alright guys come on im serious theres a lot of money to be made." he just needed a financial backer bc according to him jetpacks cost "about 80k by the time its all said and done" and he needed 5. that shit still makes me laugh when i think about how hard he was going to try and reel it back in and get us to just agree it was a cool idea.
free max b
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Not really my story to tell but a friend from Oceanside told me a story of how him and his homie (RIP) were chilling on their couch watching skate videos and Jerry Gurney just wandered in and offered them a box of Cheeze it’s. Neither of them knew him.
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Went up the DC for the Emerica/Lakai Stay Flared demo that was happening at the Malloof park in 2015, so before the demo me and my homie heard that the whole Stay Flared crew was doing a signing at the Palace Five skate shop so we head there and pulling up to the shop we see that the signing had just ended and most of the pros were standing outside the shop getting ready to load back up in the van, Reynolds, Spanky, Westgate, Carrol, Jerry Hsu, Romero were just some of the heads standing around on the side walk, out of nowhere this homeless woman with a shopping cart full of random stuff just walks thru the crowd of pros and immediately starts screaming at them in a belligerent fashion, at one point i think she was spitting at them and I remember the look on all the pros they were just like yeah this lady is fucking crazy lets get outta here. I was stoked i got to meet Reynolds right before the screaming hobo broke up the scene. Not really that crazy of a story but definitely weird. The Stay Flared crew proceeded to Pulaski to skate for a while before heading to Maloof for the demo which was a sick one to witness live.
heath didn't skate at all. he just buried himself in crowds unrecognized
(https://i.postimg.cc/y6cnw7K9/heath-lurking.jpg)
I don’t know what time you got there but he skated back and fourth a few times before things started going. He was back towards the gold rail when I looked at him. I’m pretty sure I have a photo of him at least with his board somewhere
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Back in 2005 Paris Hilton’s phone was stolen and the contact list was leaked online. Not sure how I got it but sure enough Muska’s number is on there so being a childhood fanboy I cold called him... and dude picked up. We briefly chatted about skating in Arizona and then he told me to hit him up sometime if I’m in LA. Right.
Fast forward 2 years and I’m pretty damn day drunk and Muska’s number is still in my phone. I call him up and sure enough he’s in AZ at a strip club maybe 2 miles from my house and invited me out. I huffed it up to the strip climb expecting to get trolled but am instead met with peak party Muska maybe a few months before his TMZ meltdown. He had a crew with him and I got to hang out with them all night. He still had an Escalade, but I vaguely recall it being kinda shitty up close. Shared many party favors and got dropped off just after sunrise.
HAHA! I absolutely love this! And when you say you "huffed it" I picture a drunk dude trying to keep it together peddling a chromed out bmx huffy riding up to the strip club.
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Back in 2005 Paris Hilton’s phone was stolen and the contact list was leaked online. Not sure how I got it but sure enough Muska’s number is on there so being a childhood fanboy I cold called him... and dude picked up. We briefly chatted about skating in Arizona and then he told me to hit him up sometime if I’m in LA. Right.
Fast forward 2 years and I’m pretty damn day drunk and Muska’s number is still in my phone. I call him up and sure enough he’s in AZ at a strip club maybe 2 miles from my house and invited me out. I huffed it up to the strip climb expecting to get trolled but am instead met with peak party Muska maybe a few months before his TMZ meltdown. He had a crew with him and I got to hang out with them all night. He still had an Escalade, but I vaguely recall it being kinda shitty up close. Shared many party favors and got dropped off just after sunrise.
Tell me he picked up the phone with “Muska!”
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heath standing amongst the kids unnoticed at a demo pretending hes a weird mid 30s man there by himself, when he should be skating in that demo, is the most heath shit ive ever heard/seen.
free max b
seriously. so good haha i wish he was looking at me but still funny
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Got to party with Fred gall at at a big amateur contest in 2010 with a few buddies one that is no longer with us anymore (r.I.p.) don’t want to name the contest or state so I don’t get shit from anyone on here who may know me because it got pretty out of hand but it was as gnarly as you could expect possibly more. I literally thought I was going to die for about 5 days after.
Also same weekend was chopping it up with Erik Ellington having a cool conversation when Aaron pearcy rolls up and tries to fight me saying not to talk to pros like that. Ellington put him in his place and continued our conversation. Super nice dude.
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Not really weird, but funny and memorable - Was in the shop once and Jake Johnson was looking through a thrasher and the Jimmy Carlin hardflip at love park was a ricta ad, he tapped me on the shoulder and said "why would you use this for ricta" that's all that was said.
another time i was at the skatepark and Evan Smith rolled up, completely faded with some chick. rolled into the pool did like 3 runs and then left. i think only me and my homie knew who it was. (a lot of bmxers and young kids used to be at that park)
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Grew up in Hamilton where a young Appleyard cut his teeth. Saw him a bunch until he peaced out on Ontario... one memory was him missing a Benihana fly out from the bowl and scuffing his white DVS and yelling “my shoessssssss”
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saw sammy baptista shadowbox and repeatedly flip off a toilet door, because he was denied going in to hit the slopes.
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I was at KTR (Jagger Eaton’s family’s indoor park) like 8 ish years ago. Jagger was there practicing with his skate coach. He was learning a trick down a 5 stair and the coach would throw a gymnastics pad whenever he would bail. Tony Hawk loop style. That’s how champs are made, I guess.
Later on that day, I was just skating around and did a wallie to manny on knee high box with an angled front. He goes behind me and tries the same trick, bails, then sprints back to try it again and again. Lil jagger ass bitch can’t hang. Maybe I should be the one on the Olympic team. Sign me up
that's not like jagger. take it back, you are a liar
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Back in 2005 Paris Hilton’s phone was stolen and the contact list was leaked online. Not sure how I got it but sure enough Muska’s number is on there so being a childhood fanboy I cold called him... and dude picked up. We briefly chatted about skating in Arizona and then he told me to hit him up sometime if I’m in LA. Right.
Fast forward 2 years and I’m pretty damn day drunk and Muska’s number is still in my phone. I call him up and sure enough he’s in AZ at a strip club maybe 2 miles from my house and invited me out. I huffed it up to the strip climb expecting to get trolled but am instead met with peak party Muska maybe a few months before his TMZ meltdown. He had a crew with him and I got to hang out with them all night. He still had an Escalade, but I vaguely recall it being kinda shitty up close. Shared many party favors and got dropped off just after sunrise.
thata some wholesome fucking rad shit
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Okay here is a good one. My mom happens to know Smolik so that was who she sent me around with to show me San Diego and skate. This was like 2014. He took me to this schoolyard and had a dude bring a generator and lights, the whole deal just to skate a basic ledge. He did some tailslides and whatnot, nothing too crazy but it was still tight to skate with him. We go to this bar afterwards and on the way he makes us do an emergency stop out of nowhere, runs into this head shop and come back 5 minutes later with a whip it setup and a buncha the cartridges or whatever. He goes on to tell us the dude that works there is a mega fan and he can just go in and get pretty much whatever he wants for free. Pretty funny cause I felt bad for the dude just imagining his manager being like 'What happened to the whip it inventory?' 'Oh Peter Smolik came in and I just had to give it all to him for free'. We ended up playing some pool at Champs and B Turner showed up. The drunker Smolik got he started like trying to get me to hit on Brandon's girl lol. It was super awkward. Very interesting day on my weeklong California trip
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Okay here is a good one. My mom happens to know Smolik so that was who she sent me around with to show me San Diego and skate. This was like 2014. He took me to this schoolyard and had a dude bring a generator and lights, the whole deal just to skate a basic ledge. He did some tailslides and whatnot, nothing too crazy but it was still tight to skate with him. We go to this bar afterwards and on the way he makes us do an emergency stop out of nowhere, runs into this head shop and come back 5 minutes later with a whip it setup and a buncha the cartridges or whatever. He goes on to tell us the dude that works there is a mega fan and he can just go in and get pretty much whatever he wants for free. Pretty funny cause I felt bad for the dude just imagining his manager being like 'What happened to the whip it inventory?' 'Oh Peter Smolik came in and I just had to give it all to him for free'. We ended up playing some pool at Champs and B Turner showed up. The drunker Smolik got he started like trying to get me to hit on Brandon's girl lol. It was super awkward. Very interesting day on my weeklong California trip
I'm confused. At what age is it acceptable for your mom to send you skating with someone she knows on a family trip, but you're also old enough to go to the bar?
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I was riding my bike early one Sunday morning to my local coffee spot. I see some guy rolling down the sidewalk. eS Accels, cargo pants, eS shirt and toque. Ninety Nine percent sure it was Tom Asta. I've never really followed him much so he's not the type of guy I'd say what up to. No idea what he was up to in Toronto on a Sunday morning. My only assumption is he was in town to hang out with Wade Desarmo, but even that might be a stretch. I don't think there were any demos going on.
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Okay here is a good one. My mom happens to know Smolik so that was who she sent me around with to show me San Diego and skate. This was like 2014. He took me to this schoolyard and had a dude bring a generator and lights, the whole deal just to skate a basic ledge. He did some tailslides and whatnot, nothing too crazy but it was still tight to skate with him. We go to this bar afterwards and on the way he makes us do an emergency stop out of nowhere, runs into this head shop and come back 5 minutes later with a whip it setup and a buncha the cartridges or whatever. He goes on to tell us the dude that works there is a mega fan and he can just go in and get pretty much whatever he wants for free. Pretty funny cause I felt bad for the dude just imagining his manager being like 'What happened to the whip it inventory?' 'Oh Peter Smolik came in and I just had to give it all to him for free'. We ended up playing some pool at Champs and B Turner showed up. The drunker Smolik got he started like trying to get me to hit on Brandon's girl lol. It was super awkward. Very interesting day on my weeklong California trip
I'm confused. At what age is it acceptable for your mom to send you skating with someone she knows on a family trip, but you're also old enough to go to the bar?
smolik smashing his mom for sure
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I guess this isn't so much weird as cool. My only experience ever meeting a pro was when I was in Madison, WI drunk as a skunk, lost my phone after a Devin the Dude concert. Walking up and down State Street. I had also lost my friend who I'd gone to the show with and whose place I had planned to crash at.
Stopping in a small diner on State Street I recognized who I thought was Tyrone Olsen (from Madison like Dave Mayhew, Aaron Snyder) sitting and chatting over coffee with a big group of friends.
Being the drunk kook that was back then just barged in, confirmed who he was, proceeded to effusively praise his Evol Stil Life part and then just kind of hung out listening to his crew bs and trade stories on that Friday or Saturday night or whatever it was.
I ended up crashing at a Motel and never found my friend until the next day but it was really cool to meet someone I had looked up to and studied so much footage from, and see that dude was a real down to earth person. Tyrone wherever ya are... sorry about crashing your group of homies and thanks for talking the time to talk to a fan and bum a cig.
PS: He also told me something hilarious (in retrospect) about Hosoi's airport infamous bust that involves LSD.. but I don't think I'm at liberty to go there.
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I guess this isn't so much weird as cool. My only experience ever meeting a pro was when I was in Madison, WI drunk as a skunk, lost my phone after a Devin the Dude concert. Walking up and down State Street. I had also lost my friend who I'd gone to the show with and whose place I had planned to crash at.
Stopping in a small diner on State Street I recognized who I thought was Tyrone Olsen (from Madison like Dave Mayhew, Aaron Snyder) sitting and chatting over coffee with a big group of friends.
Being the drunk kook that was back then just barged in, confirmed who he was, proceeded to effusively praise his Evol Stil Life part and then just kind of hung out listening to his crew bs and trade stories on that Friday or Saturday night or whatever it was.
I ended up crashing at a Motel and never found my friend until the next day but it was really cool to meet someone I had looked up to and studied so much footage from, and see that dude was a real down to earth person. Tyrone wherever ya are... sorry about crashing your group of homies and thanks for talking the time to talk to a fan and bum a cig.
PS: He also told me something hilarious (in retrospect) about Hosoi's airport infamous bust that involves LSD.. but I don't think I'm at liberty to go there.
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I guess this isn't so much weird as cool. My only experience ever meeting a pro was when I was in Madison, WI drunk as a skunk, lost my phone after a Devin the Dude concert. Walking up and down State Street. I had also lost my friend who I'd gone to the show with and whose place I had planned to crash at.
Stopping in a small diner on State Street I recognized who I thought was Tyrone Olsen (from Madison like Dave Mayhew, Aaron Snyder) sitting and chatting over coffee with a big group of friends.
Being the drunk kook that was back then just barged in, confirmed who he was, proceeded to effusively praise his Evol Stil Life part and then just kind of hung out listening to his crew bs and trade stories on that Friday or Saturday night or whatever it was.
I ended up crashing at a Motel and never found my friend until the next day but it was really cool to meet someone I had looked up to and studied so much footage from, and see that dude was a real down to earth person. Tyrone wherever ya are... sorry about crashing your group of homies and thanks for talking the time to talk to a fan and bum a cig.
PS: He also told me something hilarious (in retrospect) about Hosoi's airport infamous bust that involves LSD.. but I don't think I'm at liberty to go there.
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You guys all have insane stories. These aren't as good:
1. Met Dustin Dollin at my spot when he just came to the US. I had no idea who he was. He must have been on Stereo at the time and sold me a Danny Gonzalez Stereo 7.5" deck for $20. I remember he kept begging for more money from me "for food." I only had the $20 on me but he was relentless. I wasn't overly amazed by his skills but it was clear he had something extra just dicking around at the spot. I think he did a kickflip bs noseslide on a steep wall which no one did or has done since.
2. A family member of mine dated Brian Emmers. This was waaaay after his skate career and he was working at a sock company in SD and working with Aaron Snyder on Land Bolts hardware. I grew up on Evol's Still Life so I fanned out for sure. He was coming to terms with his Chrome Ball Incident interview and about answering all the loaded questions.
3. I've run into Dill a few times over 20 years. Once to buy a '23' deck at the HB Skate Park, once at Chet Thomas's Aftermath skate shop where he was cool as hell, and finally most recently in Ventura where he was wandering around on foot like a tweaked out tourist with a camera taking pictures of everything (Ventura is boring, not sure what he was so excited about).
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Okay here is a good one. My mom happens to know Smolik so that was who she sent me around with to show me San Diego and skate. This was like 2014. He took me to this schoolyard and had a dude bring a generator and lights, the whole deal just to skate a basic ledge. He did some tailslides and whatnot, nothing too crazy but it was still tight to skate with him. We go to this bar afterwards and on the way he makes us do an emergency stop out of nowhere, runs into this head shop and come back 5 minutes later with a whip it setup and a buncha the cartridges or whatever. He goes on to tell us the dude that works there is a mega fan and he can just go in and get pretty much whatever he wants for free. Pretty funny cause I felt bad for the dude just imagining his manager being like 'What happened to the whip it inventory?' 'Oh Peter Smolik came in and I just had to give it all to him for free'. We ended up playing some pool at Champs and B Turner showed up. The drunker Smolik got he started like trying to get me to hit on Brandon's girl lol. It was super awkward. Very interesting day on my weeklong California trip
I'm confused. At what age is it acceptable for your mom to send you skating with someone she knows on a family trip, but you're also old enough to go to the bar?
smolik smashing his mom for sure
Hahaha I was a very fresh 21 with no driver license and it wasn't a family trip, my mom lived in SD and I was just visiting for the first time. She had work or something so she pawned me off on someone else for the day and I ended up getting babysat by/babysitting Smolik
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Got to party with Fred gall at at a big amateur contest in 2010 with a few buddies one that is no longer with us anymore (r.I.p.) don’t want to name the contest or state so I don’t get shit from anyone on here who may know me because it got pretty out of hand but it was as gnarly as you could expect possibly more. I literally thought I was going to die for about 5 days after.
Also same weekend was chopping it up with Erik Ellington having a cool conversation when Aaron pearcy rolls up and tries to fight me saying not to talk to pros like that. Ellington put him in his place and continued our conversation. Super nice dude.
Feels like I kinda heard this story in passing once but don’t recall many of the details... or Fred just shows up at every party out west.
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2014? You don't say...
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I guess this isn't so much weird as cool. My only experience ever meeting a pro was when I was in Madison, WI drunk as a skunk, lost my phone after a Devin the Dude concert. Walking up and down State Street. I had also lost my friend who I'd gone to the show with and whose place I had planned to crash at.
Stopping in a small diner on State Street I recognized who I thought was Tyrone Olsen (from Madison like Dave Mayhew, Aaron Snyder) sitting and chatting over coffee with a big group of friends.
Being the drunk kook that was back then just barged in, confirmed who he was, proceeded to effusively praise his Evol Stil Life part and then just kind of hung out listening to his crew bs and trade stories on that Friday or Saturday night or whatever it was.
I ended up crashing at a Motel and never found my friend until the next day but it was really cool to meet someone I had looked up to and studied so much footage from, and see that dude was a real down to earth person. Tyrone wherever ya are... sorry about crashing your group of homies and thanks for talking the time to talk to a fan and bum a cig.
PS: He also told me something hilarious (in retrospect) about Hosoi's airport infamous bust that involves LSD.. but I don't think I'm at liberty to go there.
Should've fanned out over his Nollie hardflip 5050 front shuv out from the Shortys Hardware video. NBD to this day I bet
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2014? You don't say...
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hi mom!
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Back in 2005 Paris Hilton’s phone was stolen and the contact list was leaked online. Not sure how I got it but sure enough Muska’s number is on there so being a childhood fanboy I cold called him... and dude picked up. We briefly chatted about skating in Arizona and then he told me to hit him up sometime if I’m in LA. Right.
Fast forward 2 years and I’m pretty damn day drunk and Muska’s number is still in my phone. I call him up and sure enough he’s in AZ at a strip club maybe 2 miles from my house and invited me out. I huffed it up to the strip climb expecting to get trolled but am instead met with peak party Muska maybe a few months before his TMZ meltdown. He had a crew with him and I got to hang out with them all night. He still had an Escalade, but I vaguely recall it being kinda shitty up close. Shared many party favors and got dropped off just after sunrise.
This is exactly the type of story I hoped for when I started this thread. Thank you
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I guess I'll be the fuckin nerd to follow up that story.
Met Adrian Lopez at a bar in PB about 10 years back. Mad cool but I was chatting him up about how gnarly his back tails were and he proceeds to say that before he retires he wants to "do the biggest back tail ever done". Kooky but respectable.
Last year I was with my son at a playground in south orange county, cookie cutter type shit. I'm sitting there and this dude and his two kids roll up from far away and I'm like, hmm that dude kinda looks like he skates. He gets closer and I'm like, jesus fucking Christ that's Geoff Rowley. I'm staring and give him this huge nod. He looks at my shoes and does the same.
Had probably the most pinnacle convo with any human ever that day. Chatted about Lennon, Flip, Penny, raising kids, future prospects (this was before free dome) all that shit. His passion for skating and life pours out when we were shooting the shit, so much more respect for him even tho it was always high.
Anyway, were talking for a while and he looks back and does the classic tunnel vision/frantically scanning the park for your kid look then realizes his son isn't there. We then both proceed to walk around the park calling his name but it quickly gets more serious when he doesnt show up after about 30 seconds (which is a lifetime btw when you looking for your child). Search widens to the surrounding field, I'm looking in this little ravine, shit is getting crazy. Hes all the way across the park and looks at me with this super worried face I'll never forget, sort of asking if I've seen him look. I shake my head no.
Turns out he was literally right next to us in this lil play tunnel on the playground just doing his thing. Never forget being in the moment and thinking, I'm at a playground searching for Rowley's possibly abducted/lost child. Pretty weird I guess?
Absolutely incredible. I love it. I met Rowley back in the early 2000's when he lived up the street from a friend of mine in Huntington Beach. Him and Arto gave us a pile of stickers one time and Bastien was there too. Ran into them again later that night at the Vans park at the Block, I was so starstruck the whole time
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Not mine and not too weird.
But, after the peak of Brian Sumner’s career he was doing (might still be) some missionary type skate shit.
My friend Jared was as well. He was apart of their crew. Them and our friend Ben are all hanging out chatting. And Ben is a big dude. Like 250 and only skated occasionally but the homie nonetheless. He starts telling jared how he ollied this 3 stair which was a big accomplishment for him. And Sumner turns to Ben and in that British accent just deadpan asks “Up it or down it?”
My crew still uses that like for a little laugh while doing it in the brit accent.
Also got to witness Chet Childress pass out on the floor of his own art show at Push Skateshop in Asheville, NC.
And got a ride in Dan Murphy’s “Das Proof” decal minivan to a club one night in Raleigh.
I love the bit about the inside joke, my friends and I have lots of stuff like this too
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Back in 2005 Paris Hilton’s phone was stolen and the contact list was leaked online. Not sure how I got it but sure enough Muska’s number is on there so being a childhood fanboy I cold called him... and dude picked up. We briefly chatted about skating in Arizona and then he told me to hit him up sometime if I’m in LA. Right.
Fast forward 2 years and I’m pretty damn day drunk and Muska’s number is still in my phone. I call him up and sure enough he’s in AZ at a strip club maybe 2 miles from my house and invited me out. I huffed it up to the strip climb expecting to get trolled but am instead met with peak party Muska maybe a few months before his TMZ meltdown. He had a crew with him and I got to hang out with them all night. He still had an Escalade, but I vaguely recall it being kinda shitty up close. Shared many party favors and got dropped off just after sunrise.
Tell me he picked up the phone with “Muska!”
Close, it was "The Muska". Made 13 year old me so happy.
I had this habit of running places when I was drunk in college because I never wanted to spend money on a cab and things are always in a few miles and you really don't notice how much running sucks when you're drunk. Unfortunately 95% of the time I would throw up upon arrival so I used to take those little hotel bottles of mouth wash with me on my jaunts so that I could arrive empty, but clean.
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Back in 2005 Paris Hilton’s phone was stolen and the contact list was leaked online. Not sure how I got it but sure enough Muska’s number is on there so being a childhood fanboy I cold called him... and dude picked up. We briefly chatted about skating in Arizona and then he told me to hit him up sometime if I’m in LA. Right.
Fast forward 2 years and I’m pretty damn day drunk and Muska’s number is still in my phone. I call him up and sure enough he’s in AZ at a strip club maybe 2 miles from my house and invited me out. I huffed it up to the strip climb expecting to get trolled but am instead met with peak party Muska maybe a few months before his TMZ meltdown. He had a crew with him and I got to hang out with them all night. He still had an Escalade, but I vaguely recall it being kinda shitty up close. Shared many party favors and got dropped off just after sunrise.
HAHA! I absolutely love this! And when you say you "huffed it" I picture a drunk dude trying to keep it together peddling a chromed out bmx huffy riding up to the strip club.
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Fuck it might as well go...
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Spoiler: the pro never shows up.
Early 90’s I was living in Atlanta. I had a buddy who was getting New Deal flow. Or maybe only Andy Howell pity boards here and there. Not sure. So one night we’re heading to the city to skate and my buddy says we’re stopping by Andy’s apartment. I’m stoked. I was fully on board with what Andy was doing; trying to draw like him, skating ND boards, wearing ND shirts, fucking loved that shit. So we get to the building and my buddy has the codes and keys to get in. This is legit. So we end up going in his apartment and nobody’s there. Just a few teenagers in this dude’s luxury apartment like we’re supposed to be there. I remember a hot tub in the living room and a little art studio set up with computers (this is before everybody had a computer, it was still a little weird to see them in houses) with some of his art out on the table and on the screen. I never wanted to steal something so bad. I didn’t. My buddy goes through a bunch of his shit and we leave. I don’t know if I was just involved in a robbery or if we were actually allowed and there for a reason. This buddy turned out to be a piece of shit a couple years later so it was probably something sketchy. I never did get to meet Andy Howell.
If you’re reading this, Andy, sorry for being a creep. It wasn’t my idea. I still feel weird about doing that shit decades later.
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Jordan hoffart crashed into me when I was pretty new to skating, and then gave me a used powell board. I didnt recognize him, and said something about the deck being a hoffart model, he introduced himself we chatted. Also bought weed from and smoked with Andy Anderson before he was on powell.
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Jordan hoffart crashed into me when I was pretty new to skating, and then gave me a used powell board. I didnt recognize him, and said something about the deck being a hoffart model, he introduced himself we chatted. Also bought weed from and smoked with Andy Anderson before he was on powell.
The mental picture of && slanging weed makes me smile.
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Jordan hoffart crashed into me when I was pretty new to skating, and then gave me a used powell board. I didnt recognize him, and said something about the deck being a hoffart model, he introduced himself we chatted. Also bought weed from and smoked with Andy Anderson before he was on powell.
The mental picture of && slanging weed makes me smile.
I remember those days. He would always wear latex gloves when he was slanging.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-pa-3F0va0 Jerry's tale about taking a bong rip with tobacco is fuckin hilarious
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Jordan hoffart crashed into me when I was pretty new to skating, and then gave me a used powell board. I didnt recognize him, and said something about the deck being a hoffart model, he introduced himself we chatted. Also bought weed from and smoked with Andy Anderson before he was on powell.
The mental picture of && slanging weed makes me smile.
I remember those days. He would always wear latex gloves when he was slanging.
Pleeeeeeeeease tell me he kept his inventory in his helmet.
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Jordan hoffart crashed into me when I was pretty new to skating, and then gave me a used powell board. I didnt recognize him, and said something about the deck being a hoffart model, he introduced himself we chatted. Also bought weed from and smoked with Andy Anderson before he was on powell.
The mental picture of && slanging weed makes me smile.
I remember those days. He would always wear latex gloves when he was slanging.
Pleeeeeeeeease tell me he kept his inventory in his helmet.
pretty smart actually.
imagine && casually pulling out some bud out of his helmets venting holes.
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Jordan hoffart crashed into me when I was pretty new to skating, and then gave me a used powell board. I didnt recognize him, and said something about the deck being a hoffart model, he introduced himself we chatted. Also bought weed from and smoked with Andy Anderson before he was on powell.
The mental picture of && slanging weed makes me smile.
I remember those days. He would always wear latex gloves when he was slanging.
Pleeeeeeeeease tell me he kept his inventory in his helmet.
imagine && casually pulling out some bud out of his helmets venting holes.
At last we know why he is wearing this thing 24/7.
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Jordan hoffart crashed into me when I was pretty new to skating, and then gave me a used powell board. I didnt recognize him, and said something about the deck being a hoffart model, he introduced himself we chatted. Also bought weed from and smoked with Andy Anderson before he was on powell.
The mental picture of && slanging weed makes me smile.
I remember those days. He would always wear latex gloves when he was slanging.
Pleeeeeeeeease tell me he kept his inventory in his helmet.
imagine && casually pulling out some bud out of his helmets venting holes.
At last we know why he is wearing this thing 24/7.
He’s smart. If the cops ever roll up, the last person they’d suspect is the adult with the helmet on. They probably wouldn’t even question him.
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deffo posted this before but
when i lived in nyc it was hekka common to see gonz around manhattan. i was locking my bike up to a pole to go inside this office building in soho (i was working as a bike messenger) and he was outside the building talking to some dude. it was summer and i had shorts on and he noticed my calf tattoo (it’s something he drew from a krooked ad) and just immediately stops what he’s doing to blurt out “oh man that guy has my drawing on his leg” and comes over and introduces himself. like “what’s your name? cool, i’m mark.” we chopped it up for a sec but i was working and i get the impression he was too (w/ some art stuff or supreme or whatever else he does in soho). never got to talk to him again but continued to see him bombing around on a longboard in a 70’s style pro tec constantly
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deffo posted this before but
when i lived in nyc it was hekka common to see gonz around manhattan. i was locking my bike up to a pole to go inside this office building in soho (i was working as a bike messenger) and he was outside the building talking to some dude. it was summer and i had shorts on and he noticed my calf tattoo (it’s something he drew from a krooked ad) and just immediately stops what he’s doing to blurt out “oh man that guy has my drawing on his leg” and comes over and introduces himself. like “what’s your name? cool, i’m mark.” we chopped it up for a sec but i was working and i get the impression he was too (w/ some art stuff or supreme or whatever else he does in soho). never got to talk to him again but continued to see him bombing around on a longboard in a 70’s style pro tec constantly
I remember a couple time’s we’d be skating around the city and we’d see Mark G around but we’d cool guy him because we were jerks.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-pa-3F0va0 Jerry's tale about taking a bong rip with tobacco is fuckin hilarious
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cutfNaG6kfk
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I got a decent Muska one too...
I THINK it was 2001-ish, but me and some friends were skating an OKC staple spot just messing around on the ledges. A gold Escalade rolls up and the passenger window comes down and we hear "any good spots around here?" It was Muska, in the Muskalade. He was driving cross-country to NYC with some homies to work on his Muskabeatz album.
They posted up at a hotel somewhere and linked back up with us later, we took him to the 10-stair rails at the same spot from earlier. He did front 50, 5-0, tail slide, lip slide all in 1 or 2 tries, filmed a couple lines there with his filmer. They came back to the skate house we lived in at the time and smoked out the whole crew with some good weed. In the early 2000s there was NOT good weed everywhere, so we were blown away.
they stayed for a couple days and we took them around to a few more spots. Muska was the coolest nicest dude ever, and could do his bag of tricks pretty much every try on any rail.
They actually stopped back by on their way home from NYC and partied and skated some more and we made Muska an honorary member of our little crew. I think he was hyped, or was just really polite about it.
Oh yeah, prior to that, back in '96/'97 maybe(?), we were 17ish, my same friend from the Volcom story won a Tum Yeto Fan Club contest where they come to your house and skate with you. The crew that came to his house was Jamie Thomas, Muska, Frank Hirata, and Steve Olson. They ripped Gabe's little driveway quarter pipe set up and we were all amazed.
Nothing weird happened in any of those stories, but Muska was and is a legend. good memories.
I'm jealous as hell, Muska damn near a god in my eyes
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deffo posted this before but
when i lived in nyc it was hekka common to see gonz around manhattan. i was locking my bike up to a pole to go inside this office building in soho (i was working as a bike messenger) and he was outside the building talking to some dude. it was summer and i had shorts on and he noticed my calf tattoo (it’s something he drew from a krooked ad) and just immediately stops what he’s doing to blurt out “oh man that guy has my drawing on his leg” and comes over and introduces himself. like “what’s your name? cool, i’m mark.” we chopped it up for a sec but i was working and i get the impression he was too (w/ some art stuff or supreme or whatever else he does in soho). never got to talk to him again but continued to see him bombing around on a longboard in a 70’s style pro tec constantly
Cool guying the dad of street skating is a heck of a move.
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heath standing amongst the kids unnoticed at a demo pretending hes a weird mid 30s man there by himself, when he should be skating in that demo, is the most heath shit ive ever heard/seen.
ive got some funny ones, none were too weird that i can remember.
jake used to come by the skatehouse apt i lived at all the time in 2008/09 before mindfield. he spent like 4 hours one night pitching the idea for "an indoor jetpack arena" and were all laughing then the laughing would stop and hed start right back up. "haha yeah alright guys come on im serious theres a lot of money to be made." he just needed a financial backer bc according to him jetpacks cost "about 80k by the time its all said and done" and he needed 5. that shit still makes me laugh when i think about how hard he was going to try and reel it back in and get us to just agree it was a cool idea.
free max b
Laughed out loud imagining this, thank you
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deffo posted this before but
when i lived in nyc it was hekka common to see gonz around manhattan. i was locking my bike up to a pole to go inside this office building in soho (i was working as a bike messenger) and he was outside the building talking to some dude. it was summer and i had shorts on and he noticed my calf tattoo (it’s something he drew from a krooked ad) and just immediately stops what he’s doing to blurt out “oh man that guy has my drawing on his leg” and comes over and introduces himself. like “what’s your name? cool, i’m mark.” we chopped it up for a sec but i was working and i get the impression he was too (w/ some art stuff or supreme or whatever else he does in soho). never got to talk to him again but continued to see him bombing around on a longboard in a 70’s style pro tec constantly
We knew it was him and I wanted to fan out but I kept it cool.
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One year i was working agenda and i went to the bathroom to rock a piss. Cyril Jackson came up to the urinal next to me with a Tecate in tow and said, "if i open this beer on my head you have to chug it". Before i could say anything he smashed it on his head with a thud. It didn't open, he walked out without saying a word and i finished taking a piss
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@El Fapinator Yeah, I mean I’d just turn into an absolute dork. Hats off to you!
My story is from when Natas, Gonz, Chris Miller and Gator came to Australia for an Easter tour. My 3 absolute favourite skaters and Gator. Me and my mates were beyond stoked, just seeing these guys in person was insane, like it was hard to believe they’re real, as were all 14 year old Australian kids in 1989 the and we went out to the demo which was in this big stadium on a ‘street’ course. Basically just a big box jump with a little box rail across and down it. Miller was launching off the box, gonz was absolutely ripping, Natas was Ollie-Ing and Gator was kinda struggling.
Anyway, after the demo one of our friends ran off to get his board signed, and we all just started walking to the train slowly waiting for him. About 15 minutes later he comes hauling up the street waving his arms and was yelling something. He gets closer and he’s eye is kinda fucked up. Apparently he was chasing their van yelling at Gator to sign his board, and this kid was a belligerent lil prick and I think he was kinda jamming himself Into the van as they’re trying to drive off so Gator just clocked him on the face. He was jazzed, we were jazzed, and at the time we thought it was hilarious and the best signature he could have gotten.
Years later I’m watching the Gator doco ‘Stoked’ and the date ‘Sydney, Australia 1989’ comes up on screen. The music changes as they’re talking about this tipping point of where it all changed for Gator after he hit a kid on tour in Australia. Its our fuckin mate! I have no idea what happened to that kid after high school, but he was a bit of a hero for a few weeks there. Little did we know that would be a key moment of turning Gator into a murderer.
Here’s the clip
https://youtu.be/qtMbqiyWnN4
Shit, and here’s the demo. Unfortunately no footage of the punch
https://youtu.be/v0tVHprszW4
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Haha fuck. That is pretty beast
Free max b
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I was at the demo in Australia when gator punched the kid in the sticker toss.
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I was at the demo in Australia when gator punched the kid in the sticker toss.
You read my story above? could shed more light on it! We didn’t go with him, can you remember what happened?
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Some of these are amazing.
The one I have to add off the top of my head was in SF in about 2002.
It was about 11pm and I was at my girls apartment on the edge of the Mission. I was kind of restless so thought I'd go for a skate to burn off some energy.
I went down to the Armoury 3 up, 3 down as we were a block away. I'd never skated there at night, but it was kinda sketchy with crack heads roaming hard.
When I get there, I can see a board lying on the steps and a dude passed out on the top step. Seems like the crack heads were homing in on him to empty his pockets. It wasn't a good place to pass out.
I wake the dude up and he is drunk and a bit confused. He's mumbling and stumbling when he walks out into the street.
A white BMW Z4 style thing screeches to a halt so as to not knock this stumbling dude down.
His immediate response is to swing his board and smash it across the bonnet of this car. The pony-tailed dude gets out of the car screaming (Understandably) and goes to the back of the car and grabs this massive chain. He comes running at us shouting about how he is going to fucking kill us.
Fuck.
The skater is shouting for me to follow him..."Quick, this way." So, we start pushing away, FAST. I follow this guy for some unknown reason. I'm not from SF, so any shortcut/knowledge of a hideaway right now is welcome.
We go a few blocks and he opens a gate for us to tuck into. i didn't realise, but it was the entrance to his apartment. He thanks me for waking him up and offers me a beer which he has inside as thanks. Zero mention of the car smashing. I am down for the beer after all this.
We go in, grab the drink and I introduce myself. He introduces himself as Tony Miorana - who at that point, I'd only kinda heard of.
We sit down and he passes out again in like 5 seconds. Literally.
I'm blocks from home, haven't skated and am definitely tired now but after all this, I'm drinking the beer whether this dude is awake or not. So I chill for 10 mins and sip away at it.
Halfway through, I just hear the door open and Jasin Phares walks in.All I know of him is that he's kinda gnarly and has that full body Misfits tattoo. He doesn't know me for shit and asks "What the fuck are you doing in my apartment drinking my beer?"
I honestly can't remember what I said in return, but I left really quickly. In all my time there, I never say either of those dudes again. The whole ordeal was a sketchy nightmare...but fuck it...got a fun story out of it.
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I'd like to add my Muska story....
I went to Slam City Jam that one major year ...1997?
The one where he crooked down the Whiterock rail holding his boombox.
Anyway, that night everyone is hanging out back downtown outside some bar including Muska. He sees a street musician/guitar busker and liked him enough that he gave him a wad of cash to follow him around to set a good vibe and for the rest of the night it was like a moving party, like his own personal movie soundtrack. Epic.
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Uhh, kind of a tough act to follow after that Gator in OZ story and this thread is turning into actual Slap lore but I’ll contribute:
I’ve ran into Mule (Matt Mumford) several times in the North County, SD, area over the years and quietly fanned out to myself each time. However, he seems like a very sullen and depressed individual with what seems like CTE-related mannerisms. I’ve also never seen the appeal of Queen but I quite liked that song he skated to in Dying To Live - One Vision, and I use that song as justification for the merits the band has received recently, maybe even convincing myself of those merits. At any rate, I hope Mumford is doing well and I buy Slave boards in his honor (but also Pat Burke’s). He’s taken some really gnarly slams over the years. Godspeed folks.
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@El FapinatorMy 3 absolute favourite skaters and Gator.
hahahahahahhaha
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Uhh, kind of a tough act to follow after that Gator in OZ story and this thread is turning into actual Slap lore but I’ll contribute:
I’ve ran into Mule (Matt Mumford) several times in the North County, SD, area over the years and quietly fanned out to myself each time. However, he seems like a very sullen and depressed individual with what seems like CTE-related mannerisms. I’ve also never seen the appeal of Queen but I quite liked that song he skated to in Dying To Live - One Vision, and I use that song as justification for the merits the band has received recently, maybe even convincing myself of those merits. At any rate, I hope Mumford is doing well and I buy Slave boards in his honor (but also Pat Burke’s). He’s taken some really gnarly slams over the years. Godspeed folks.
North County represent
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Jordan hoffart crashed into me when I was pretty new to skating, and then gave me a used powell board. I didnt recognize him, and said something about the deck being a hoffart model, he introduced himself we chatted. Also bought weed from and smoked with Andy Anderson before he was on powell.
The mental picture of && slanging weed makes me smile.
I remember those days. He would always wear latex gloves when he was slanging.
Pleeeeeeeeease tell me he kept his inventory in his helmet.
imagine && casually pulling out some bud out of his helmets venting holes.
At last we know why he is wearing this thing 24/7.
He’s smart. If the cops ever roll up, the last person they’d suspect is the adult with the helmet on. They probably wouldn’t even question him.
It’s smartest life long con ever pulled.
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In a previous life I worked managing a big chain mall skate store. Super wack job, but I was younger and just wanted to be in skateboarding. (Also gave me lots of skills that helped me improve my local when I moved over to start working there.) In any case, that job led to lots of weird pro skater encounters including going out for a nice dinner with the Darkstar team, including Adam Dyet.
Having a fancy dinner with Adam Dyet was a trip in itself. But also he was chugging red wine so hard and after the supper his teeth were red as fuck from all the wine and then outside of the restaurant he got a call on his cell phone and shortly after answering it, he started getting really heated. We all stood there waiting for a cab as he yelled with red teeth at his (now ex) girlfriend "ARE YOU SERIOUS? YOU'RE BREAKING UP WITH ME WHILE I'M ON TOUR?! YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE. YOU'RE A FUCKING ASSHOLE!"
He got thrown in the drunk tank that night and someone had to go get him from the police station the next morning and he was late for the demo.
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I went to Slam City Jam that one major year ...1997?
The one where he crooked down the Whiterock rail holding his boombox.
Anyway, that night everyone is hanging out back downtown outside some bar including Muska. He sees a street musician/guitar busker and liked him enough that he gave him a wad of cash to follow him around to set a good vibe and for the rest of the night it was like a moving party, like his own personal movie soundtrack. Epic.
All these muska stories make me love him even more than I already did. Amazing.
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Uhh, kind of a tough act to follow after that Gator in OZ story and this thread is turning into actual Slap lore but I’ll contribute:
I’ve ran into Mule (Matt Mumford) several times in the North County, SD, area over the years and quietly fanned out to myself each time. However, he seems like a very sullen and depressed individual with what seems like CTE-related mannerisms. I’ve also never seen the appeal of Queen but I quite liked that song he skated to in Dying To Live - One Vision, and I use that song as justification for the merits the band has received recently, maybe even convincing myself of those merits. At any rate, I hope Mumford is doing well and I buy Slave boards in his honor (but also Pat Burke’s). He’s taken some really gnarly slams over the years. Godspeed folks.
Mumford is quite something. I lived on the Gold Coast of Australia for a few months in ‘10 and skated Pizzey Park almost daily. I witnessed him tear the Pizzey Death Bowl a new asshole after downing a 6-pack of tall boys in about 20 minutes more than once. Hands down the loudest grinds and carves I’ve ever heard, Mumford fucking RIPS. I was scared shitless to just drop in the damn thing.
I saw him from time to time over the span of about a month and shared a few beers with him, he was real cool with me. Slave was just starting at the time and he gave me one of his boards, it was way too wide for me and my 139’s but I still skated it because I was broke.
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the only thing that even comes close to some of the stuff in this thread is a completely hammmmmmmered Dill telling completely out of my mind on acid me "you fuckin got it kid" outside of a San Francisco supermarket after a hallucinogenic fueled kickflip.
He was wearing a leopard supreme jacket and leopard gucci lamb slippers. got the premium wines in a tote bag.
The supreme team was also in town at the time with Bill, Dill was simply kicking it.
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When I was like 17 my buddy rented out SPOT after hours for his birthday. We were chugging beers and skating and this van rolled up with a workshop sticker on it. Then we were skating with the entire habitat and alien dudes all night long. Dill was killing it, it was so insane to skate with that crew when habitat was just starting. We already had beer and weed flowing before this magic moment, none of us knew they were going to show up it was so fucking insane.
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jake used to come by the skatehouse apt i lived at all the time in 2008/09 before mindfield. he spent like 4 hours one night pitching the idea for "an indoor jetpack arena" and were all laughing then the laughing would stop and hed start right back up. "haha yeah alright guys come on im serious theres a lot of money to be made." he just needed a financial backer bc according to him jetpacks cost "about 80k by the time its all said and done" and he needed 5. that shit still makes me laugh when i think about how hard he was going to try and reel it back in and get us to just agree it was a cool idea.
free max b
ran into jake at a spot in LA. there was a pole there and jammed into the hole at the top of the pole was a skateboard wheel. he kept jokingly talking about how the pole/wheel is the same as the "sword in the stone", and whoever can pull it out will have immense skate abilities or something like that. it was simultaneously awkward and incredible lmao. was a super nice and approachable dude
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these jake johnson stories make him sound extremely fried in a way. it's very entertaining. plz if anyone has more bring em.
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Oh shit i thought of a couple more.
I went to the Creature premiere in South county back when i was working in the industry. After the video i was once again taking a piss and ran into Ryan reyes, and told him his part was cool. He seemed terrified to be speaking to me. After that i went out into the parking lot and asked Chris Russell to take a photo with me. He did and asked to see the photo because he was afraid his eyes looked "too coked out" as he had been doing "a lot of cocaine".
Also last time i was at Washington Street, Chris cope was there with one of my homies from Mexico. They were smoking a j, and i normally don't smoke until after i skate as i tend to not skate as well, but i didn't want to turn down the opportunity. Then i dropped in and got pitched over that big bump in the middle of the main section. Fun times
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This is probably my favorite thread in all my time on slap. Please don’t let this die.
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one time ronnie creager frontside flipped onto me
one time i asked bam if he thought punk rock was better than rap or vice versa
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one time ronnie creager frontside flipped onto me
one time i asked bam if he thought punk rock was better than rap or vice versa
Did Bam reply? This isn't "weird questions you have asked Pros"
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one time ronnie creager frontside flipped onto me
one time i asked bam if he thought punk rock was better than rap or vice versa
yah he said he was a fan of “death metal”- an assertion hes backed up 0 times in the course of his public life (he was skating with mike maldonado, both of whom would have been on toy machine at this time- i was like 8 or 9 so this is before he became the worlds coolest person who lives with his parents for context)
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My friend rode for Split Clothing, or something like that. He was invited back to the hotel room for the party after skating and was told to “Bring Chicks”
We all showed up, all of us guys plus him. There must’ve been ten of us total. No girls.
Immediately, Leo Romero, who was there for some reason, looked at all of us entering the room and basically said “what the fuck” And “why” and also told one of my friends he was going to cut his rat tail off.
All of us packed into the motel 6 room sardine style, and we were all waiting to see what was going to happen next!
Heath Kirchart emerges from the bathroom area and calls one of the guys with “Sheckler” and starts on something like, “You need a haircut Sheckler”
Shortly after this a lot of us start to leave the room, partly because of the shame, mostly because Heath is kicking us out.
He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Later, after drinking some Parking lot beers, we decided to re enter the room. We were young and dumb, and offered our friend, the one who Heath called “Sheckler”, for a haircut.
With little confidence, on of us shouted “Shave his head man!”
To which Heath replied, “Gimme a Razor!”
To which one of ours said ... “ I thought, I thought you said you had one?”
At this moment, the joke was immediately over. Heath stared us down, Sheckler especially, and even if we did give him a razor he might’ve attacked one us with it. He stared us down like we were a spot at UCI. He was very very drunk from what I remember. We now left.
Anyway, the whole thing is on film somewhere, and it was fucking hilarious.
Pro-Tip: When Pro’s invite you to their after party, bring girls, not more skaters.
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In my worst drinking days I tried to fight several pro's/am's for example I was renting a basement apartment where Angel Ramirez and Ernie Torres were living above me. I liked Ernie but something about one of those guys those guys were associated with rubbed me the wrong way.
To put some context on the situation we're all partying in this flat we had a tower of Joose cans to the ceiling it was a god damned Eiffel Tower we'd been working on it for quite sometime and someone trips and destroys it that's strike one for them second strike someone who came in and lifted my part of the rent so it's 2007 housing crisis and jobs aren't plentiful in to renting this place and my rent money grew wings, and it was someone from those guys crew that came by.
Never figured out who it was as I had to leave shortly thereafter but shit came to a boil at Streets of London I call someone out and start some shit but after a few swings and some people separating us it was quelled for now. Still am bitter after that shit as I wouldn't expect a fellow skater to be a thief buttttttt there's always someone who disappoints you.
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
It would straight up not surprise me if Heath was gay. One time I was at an industry event in ghost mode, and so was Heath. I swear to god either Heath noticed me being out of place where I was, or he was checking me out. To this day, I’ve always pondered if it was the latter, and tbh if Kirchart checked me out that’s a hell of a compliment.
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early 2000s I was at an Osiris demo in NH, it was fun, me and my buds stuck around for the whole thing. We stopped to get gas on the way back and the Osiris tour bus rolled up. A bunch of the pros got out and what not. After a few min everyone got back in and the tour bus took off, but a couple min later Matthias Ringstrom comes out of the store. We go up to him are telling him Matthias Matthias the bus just left! He tries calling them but no ones picking up their phone. So we end up giving him a ride back to the hotel. He was clearly pissed they had completely forgotten him and he was now packed in a car with a bunch of local teenagers.
But he was nice on the ride, told us to hold on when we got there and came back out with a bunch of free stuff.
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This shop had just opened up down the road from me and I needed a fresh deck. I walk inside and some quiet dude walks out from the back wearing nikes and jokes around that I'm buying 8.50 I shoot the shit and take off not thinking about it. A few years later I realized Gino Iannucci griped up my deck.
I was in LA with the boys skating and we see appleyard skating, the guy rips but has APPLYARD on his license plate, kinda kooky idk
Same trip we run into Joeface and some guys at jkwon early in the morning. Only one dude is skating this ledge so I join him. Around my third go I see all these fools giving me the death stare so i read the room and leave, the other dude skating gives me a nod. My friends tell me I was skating that ledge with PJ Ladd
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When: Maybe 91-92
Where: Somewhere in SD, outside a cool shop with a steep little bank to curb
What: I was a fatass kid trying to skate that bank to curb. It was hot and my man boobs were sweating thru my shirt. I was looking down at my man boobs and kinda jiggled one with my hand. Thats when I noticed I was not alone. A Honda had pulled up and this black dude was staring at me, disgusted. I said “hi” and skated off to go die somewhere.
Who: I was told that was Alphonso Rawls (may have spelled that wrong)
Why: I was fat. I lost 80 lbs two years later and stopped being fat and having manboobs. May have scarred Alf for life tho.
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My friend rode for Split Clothing, or something like that. He was invited back to the hotel room for the party after skating and was told to “Bring Chicks”
We all showed up, all of us guys plus him. There must’ve been ten of us total. No girls.
Immediately, Leo Romero, who was there for some reason, looked at all of us entering the room and basically said “what the fuck” And “why” and also told one of my friends he was going to cut his rat tail off.
Only had to get this far in to know this would be a worthwhile read. Was right.
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
It would straight up not surprise me if Heath was gay. One time I was at an industry event in ghost mode, and so was Heath. I swear to god either Heath noticed me being out of place where I was, or he was checking me out. To this day, I’ve always pondered if it was the latter, and tbh if Kirchart checked me out that’s a hell of a compliment.
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This Mountain Dew bowl contest came to our town in Maryland a few years back. After skating one night we were walking around and saw Salba and Duane, wasted on the steps outside some bar, singing about Independent trucks. I don’t think they even noticed like four of us standing there, boards in hand, watching them try to piece together all the lyrics for like 5 minutes
“We’re gonna grind the death box, till we die!
INDE-PENDANT!”
next day my buddy sees Salba walking on the beach and yells “YO SALBA, where’s Juicy?” And he said “that kid doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing” all pissed and kept walking
Also watched Grosso get stoked on our metal mini ramp at the local park. Standing on the flat, he sees a very young, pre-Welcome sponsorship Roman Pabich, yelled “Hey, ginger baby, catch!” and winged a frisbee at him. It was sick.
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
It would straight up not surprise me if Heath was gay. One time I was at an industry event in ghost mode, and so was Heath. I swear to god either Heath noticed me being out of place where I was, or he was checking me out. To this day, I’ve always pondered if it was the latter, and tbh if Kirchart checked me out that’s a hell of a compliment.
always thought heath was gay, bi or maybe just asexual. he always gave off aspergers vibes, too. all these stories about him weirdly lurking spots, having mad ocd when it comes to filming, and the crazy shit he does all of a sudden when he shot the shit with people make it seem even more so. this would also explain the gaze and him sometimes just staring down people.
anyways, he always had this almost asexual aura to me. i'm on that bi/grey/demi spectrum and the weird party stories about heath remind me of shit i would do at parties while others were flirting and trying to hook up. basically disrupt the whole shit because i found it boring and couldn't relate to putting that much energy into getting laid.
i'm probably wrong, but it's funny others feel the same. the heath gay rumor isn't that new anyways. people were suggesting this way back. i think i saw one pic of heath with what looked like it could be a girlfriend, but could have just been a friend. also bar black is in a gay neighborhood? not saying heath is this or that, but it's a hell lot of coincidences so i can see where the speculation comes from.
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that’s a lot of words to say you were no fun at parties
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Heath has been with the same girl for a long time. And they have a dog. <-- this part matters
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i've talked about this before, and compared to some of yalls stories its not as crazy
so i was in Detroit a couple years ago, me and my family were on our way to Toronto. We stopped and hung out for the day
and looked around, and I kept asking my mom if we could go to the Ride-It DIY out in Hamtramck. Eventually, she obliged and we headed over. I had been skating for about 3 minutes when this old dude gets out of this nice-ish car. At first I was like, "who the fuck is this guy" but just kept skating. I didnt have my glasses, but as soon as he came into focus, I realize its Tony Hawk!!!! Internally I was losing my shit, but also I was very confused as to why he pulled up to this skatepark in the middle of Detroit with nobody else. He was cool as shit tho, incredibly nice. He asked fuckin 14 year old me if I knew how to get up on the tall ass cradle, when I was by far the shittiest skater at the park. that was pretty funny to me. Anyways it was really weird seeing Tony Hawk eat shit, kind of scary almost. After a somewhat lengthy battle, he front tailslid the crater, I said goodbye and took a picture, and then we drove to Windsor. very wild day.
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that’s a lot of words to say you were no fun at parties
haha word.
ngl i was either hilarious or horrible at partys. i don't really drink anymore though. i used to get black out drunk and then hear what i did and sometimes people found it funny or they hated me. it's all good in a small group of friends but i always had problems with social situations in big groups. just makes me freak out. i can only deal with so many people at once. it's different walking through the city alone though. when i'm alone in a crowd of strangers i feel anonymous and safe. i don't really party anymore but nowadays when i meet friends we just have coffee, cook food and have endless conversations, as you can imagine from my wordy post. i may not be fun at parties, but i love cooking or making coffee for my friends, shoot the shit that way and they enjoy it and you are invited, too.
Heath has been with the same girl for a long time. And they have a dog. <-- this part matters
sick, what dog do they have?
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i kid because i care
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Heath has been with the same girl for a long time. And they have a dog. <-- this part matters
Yeah she was next to him. That was the stranger part straight up, didn’t feel like adding that part. Like I’m saying this as a queer dude, but the vibe I got was she was a straight up beard. I’ve seen queer dudes with beards my whole damn life, I know the vibe.
Now he might not even be queer, he might be a dude who likes watching his chick get fucked or some other type of American mainstream non traditional kink or something, but there is most likely something sexually different. I have no idea what it is, but being Gay is the highest probability, especially after the lap dance story.
edit-ever since this experience with Heath, there’s more I’m leaving out, but it always made me consider him ever since, the guy BA talked about in his coming out documentary as the retired gay skater.
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haha alright so that wasnt a typo? were confirming you looked through a window and saw your boy giving heath a lapdance?
was leo still just sitting there watching cheering him on or what was the deal?
sexual preference doesnt even matter, that story is bizarre.
free max b
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haha alright so that wasnt a typo? were confirming you looked through a window and saw your boy giving heath a lapdance?
was leo still just sitting there watching cheering him on or what was the deal?
sexual preference doesnt even matter, that story is bizarre.
free max b
That part I could see for sure. Heath's #1 fan.
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Heath has been with the same girl for a long time. And they have a dog. <-- this part matters
sick, what dog do they have?
Looks to be similar to a German Shepherd style - upward ears etc, more black fur! (I don't want to "dox" the girl or dog, if I am even using that term right? lol)
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i was at SPOT one spring break and it was just me and my 2 friends skating. super dead, no one was there but it was right before Tampa Pro and we would go every year beforehand because a lot of guys show up a few days before the actual "practice" starts. Did this for 5 years and got to not only meet but skate with literally everyone you can imagine. (BA, Gonz,
Elissa, Koston, PRod)
Anyway, so Steve Berra and Rob Dyrdek show up just randomly. It was the Rob and Big episode where they make a bet on who can place at Tampa.
Me and Rob start shooting the shit and he explains why he's there and what the episode is about. He was absolutely KILLING the course tbh and i think ended up getting sixth? Super nice dude and we chatted at length about Kettering and his master plans for plazas that never really took off.
ANYWAY...the entire time we're talking Steve Berra is trying to fs flip this 8 stair for 45 minutes straight. Absolutely LOSING HIS MIND. Screaming "CUNT!" "I WANT TO KILL MYSELF!" ...just throwing an hour-long tantrum. He threw his board and it hit someone's shin, he's banging on the stairs, almost starts crying....
Rob looks at me while this is going on and says, "he's always on some baby ass shit like this" shakes his head and drops in.
Then Rob asks me and my friend if we want to eat lunch together in the snack lounge like its junior high
We sat and chatted with both of them for an hour. They both gave us some great life and skate advice and were really nice.
TLDR: Steve Berra is a fucking diva and not much fun to skate with.
I've got like 40 of these stories from over the years
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^^sprinkle em in wisely and keep this thread alive.
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i was at SPOT one spring break and it was just me and my 2 friends skating. super dead, no one was there but it was right before Tampa Pro and we would go every year beforehand because a lot of guys show up a few days before the actual "practice" starts. Did this for 5 years and got to not only meet but skate with literally everyone you can imagine. (BA, Gonz,
Elissa, Koston, PRod)
Anyway, so Steve Berra and Rob Dyrdek show up just randomly. It was the Rob and Big episode where they make a bet on who can place at Tampa.
Me and Rob start shooting the shit and he explains why he's there and what the episode is about. He was absolutely KILLING the course tbh and i think ended up getting sixth? Super nice dude and we chatted at length about Kettering and his master plans for plazas that never really took off.
ANYWAY...the entire time we're talking Steve Berra is trying to fs flip this 8 stair for 45 minutes straight. Absolutely LOSING HIS MIND. Screaming "CUNT!" "I WANT TO KILL MYSELF!" ...just throwing an hour-long tantrum. He threw his board and it hit someone's shin, he's banging on the stairs, almost starts crying....
Rob looks at me while this is going on and says, "he's always on some baby ass shit like this" shakes his head and drops in.
Then Rob asks me and my friend if we want to eat lunch together in the snack lounge like its junior high
We sat and chatted with both of them for an hour. They both gave us some great life and skate advice and were really nice.
TLDR: Steve Berra is a fucking diva and not much fun to skate with.
I've got like 40 of these stories from over the years
Dyrdek always striked me as a g.
More stories please
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Used to skate with Mike Davis a lot, Rest In Peace:( He came over to my house to use my wifi a few years ago. The new iPhone was coming out and he wanted to be first in line at midnight, he brought me and my roommates snacks and weed to chill in the living room on his laptop for a few hours.
Sebo was at PSU tennis courts 2 days ago helping this kid learn half cab flips and filming it for him on his phone, it was awesome. Then my friend accidentally snaked him while he was trying to film a line and he got kinda over it and left lol. Super rad dude though.
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i was at SPOT one spring break and it was just me and my 2 friends skating. super dead, no one was there but it was right before Tampa Pro and we would go every year beforehand because a lot of guys show up a few days before the actual "practice" starts. Did this for 5 years and got to not only meet but skate with literally everyone you can imagine. (BA, Gonz,
Elissa, Koston, PRod)
Anyway, so Steve Berra and Rob Dyrdek show up just randomly. It was the Rob and Big episode where they make a bet on who can place at Tampa.
Me and Rob start shooting the shit and he explains why he's there and what the episode is about. He was absolutely KILLING the course tbh and i think ended up getting sixth? Super nice dude and we chatted at length about Kettering and his master plans for plazas that never really took off.
ANYWAY...the entire time we're talking Steve Berra is trying to fs flip this 8 stair for 45 minutes straight. Absolutely LOSING HIS MIND. Screaming "CUNT!" "I WANT TO KILL MYSELF!" ...just throwing an hour-long tantrum. He threw his board and it hit someone's shin, he's banging on the stairs, almost starts crying....
Rob looks at me while this is going on and says, "he's always on some baby ass shit like this" shakes his head and drops in.
Then Rob asks me and my friend if we want to eat lunch together in the snack lounge like its junior high
We sat and chatted with both of them for an hour. They both gave us some great life and skate advice and were really nice.
TLDR: Steve Berra is a fucking diva and not much fun to skate with.
I've got like 40 of these stories from over the years
I once went on a DVS tour with Steve Berra for a month. Wierd dude, but friendly. We went to a spot in France in a house that was being constructed, and it was a floor - to - floor gap, something like a ten stair, He did Fakieflip (became an ad), varial heel, half cab flip, switch flip, frontside flip, backside flip and backside heel no more then 2-3 tried each. And the whole trip no tantrums, so my experience is totally different. He did impress me skatewise.
Kerry Getz on the other hand.. Jeez them temper on him.
Another story - I did e demo in Moscow for the opening of their first park years ago. Bunch of pros in it, Colt Canon, Kenny Hughes, Mike Crum, Louie Barletta, Zattoni brothers, Gideon Choi which surprised me a lot - and Chad Fernandez.
I was standing in the hotellbar with the Brand manager of Element Europe, when Chad shows up and orders a beer - speaks some profanity to the waitress and throws money in her face. The TM turns around and socks him with a single punch ;D
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On a good one from some Arrogant Bastards n bong loads at the Santa Monica sand gaps/ledges during the time I was living outta my car...
Skatin solo waiting for the Venice drum circle to start poppin off PJ Ladd showed up... This was right after Really Sorry when he was apparently living with Scuba Steve n heard through a Simi Valley buddy he was kinda weird like he wouldn’t skate around people at all n when there was people at a spot he would just skate by himself in a different area.
Anyways we skated the ledges just me and him for about an hour without speaking. The only words that happened were he kicky 5-0ed the ledge then popping my trick the moment he landed it I pulled a back tail shove it out. Right after he said, ‘We just did doubles’.
Moves I recalled he did were a first try nollie fs heel tail... also he 5-0ed to 5-0ed the gap between the ledges to shove it out first try... Dude was just dickin around in his prime n I somehow witnessed it...
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When I was 12, there was a bmx demo in a nearby church's parking lot. I was convinced this one guy was Matt Hoffman and had my mom go up and ask him. He wasn't and probably looked nothing like him but he was flattered
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probably around 2014ish I was headed into a Clipper's game(team was stacked around this time) at Staples center in downtown LA - I was wearing some Emerica winos and was waiting at a red light to cross the street. Noticed next to me was Heath and I am guessing his girlfriend. He looked me up and down, saw I was wearing Emericas and gave me a head nod
confidence grew tenfold that day
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I was standing in the hotellbar with the Brand manager of Element Europe, when Chad shows up and orders a beer - speaks some profanity to the waitress and throws money in her face. The TM turns around and socks him with a single punch ;D
can't stop laughing at this
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Heath has been with the same girl for a long time. And they have a dog. <-- this part matters
Yeah she was next to him. That was the stranger part straight up, didn’t feel like adding that part. Like I’m saying this as a queer dude, but the vibe I got was she was a straight up beard. I’ve seen queer dudes with beards my whole damn life, I know the vibe.
Now he might not even be queer, he might be a dude who likes watching his chick get fucked or some other type of American mainstream non traditional kink or something, but there is most likely something sexually different. I have no idea what it is, but being Gay is the highest probability, especially after the lap dance story.
edit-ever since this experience with Heath, there’s more I’m leaving out, but it always made me consider him ever since, the guy BA talked about in his coming out documentary as the retired gay skater.
have you considered this was because you did a dylan-esque kickflip while wearing tims?
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Saw Brandon Novak sitting on the ground in front of Copabanana on South Street one night. Is that weird?
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probably around 2014ish I was headed into a Clipper's game(team was stacked around this time) at Staples center in downtown LA - I was wearing some Emerica winos and was waiting at a red light to cross the street. Noticed next to me was Heath and I am guessing his girlfriend. He looked me up and down, saw I was wearing Emericas and gave me a head nod
confidence grew tenfold that day
His thirst for skate rats is insatiable.
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Okay here is a good one. My mom happens to know Smolik so that was who she sent me around with to show me San Diego and skate. This was like 2014. He took me to this schoolyard and had a dude bring a generator and lights, the whole deal just to skate a basic ledge. He did some tailslides and whatnot, nothing too crazy but it was still tight to skate with him. We go to this bar afterwards and on the way he makes us do an emergency stop out of nowhere, runs into this head shop and come back 5 minutes later with a whip it setup and a buncha the cartridges or whatever. He goes on to tell us the dude that works there is a mega fan and he can just go in and get pretty much whatever he wants for free. Pretty funny cause I felt bad for the dude just imagining his manager being like 'What happened to the whip it inventory?' 'Oh Peter Smolik came in and I just had to give it all to him for free'. We ended up playing some pool at Champs and B Turner showed up. The drunker Smolik got he started like trying to get me to hit on Brandon's girl lol. It was super awkward. Very interesting day on my weeklong California trip
You are 100% Peter Smolik's illegitimate child.
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
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haha alright so that wasnt a typo? were confirming you looked through a window and saw your boy giving heath a lapdance?
was leo still just sitting there watching cheering him on or what was the deal?
sexual preference doesnt even matter, that story is bizarre.
It was a weird night indeed.
free max b
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Okay here is a good one. My mom happens to know Smolik so that was who she sent me around with to show me San Diego and skate. This was like 2014. He took me to this schoolyard and had a dude bring a generator and lights, the whole deal just to skate a basic ledge. He did some tailslides and whatnot, nothing too crazy but it was still tight to skate with him. We go to this bar afterwards and on the way he makes us do an emergency stop out of nowhere, runs into this head shop and come back 5 minutes later with a whip it setup and a buncha the cartridges or whatever. He goes on to tell us the dude that works there is a mega fan and he can just go in and get pretty much whatever he wants for free. Pretty funny cause I felt bad for the dude just imagining his manager being like 'What happened to the whip it inventory?' 'Oh Peter Smolik came in and I just had to give it all to him for free'. We ended up playing some pool at Champs and B Turner showed up. The drunker Smolik got he started like trying to get me to hit on Brandon's girl lol. It was super awkward. Very interesting day on my weeklong California trip
You are 100% Peter Smolik's illegitimate child.
Agreed. A mother doesn't just "know" Smolik. She becomes a mother because she knows Smolik.
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
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Okay here is a good one. My mom happens to know Smolik so that was who she sent me around with to show me San Diego and skate. This was like 2014. He took me to this schoolyard and had a dude bring a generator and lights, the whole deal just to skate a basic ledge. He did some tailslides and whatnot, nothing too crazy but it was still tight to skate with him. We go to this bar afterwards and on the way he makes us do an emergency stop out of nowhere, runs into this head shop and come back 5 minutes later with a whip it setup and a buncha the cartridges or whatever. He goes on to tell us the dude that works there is a mega fan and he can just go in and get pretty much whatever he wants for free. Pretty funny cause I felt bad for the dude just imagining his manager being like 'What happened to the whip it inventory?' 'Oh Peter Smolik came in and I just had to give it all to him for free'. We ended up playing some pool at Champs and B Turner showed up. The drunker Smolik got he started like trying to get me to hit on Brandon's girl lol. It was super awkward. Very interesting day on my weeklong California trip
You are 100% Peter Smolik's illegitimate child.
Agreed. A mother doesn't just "know" Smolik. She becomes a mother because she knows Smolik.
has Smolik ever taken a selfie with your mom throwing up mafia hands and posted it on his Instagram
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
It would straight up not surprise me if Heath was gay. One time I was at an industry event in ghost mode, and so was Heath. I swear to god either Heath noticed me being out of place where I was, or he was checking me out. To this day, I’ve always pondered if it was the latter, and tbh if Kirchart checked me out that’s a hell of a compliment.
anyways, he always had this almost asexual aura to me. i'm on that bi/grey/demi spectrum and the weird party stories about heath remind me of shit i would do at parties while others were flirting and trying to hook up. basically disrupt the whole shit because i found it boring and couldn't relate to putting that much energy into getting laid.
i'm probably wrong, but it's funny others feel the same. the heath gay rumor isn't that new anyways. people were suggesting this way back. i think i saw one pic of heath with what looked like it could be a girlfriend, but could have just been a friend. also bar black is in a gay neighborhood? not saying heath is this or that, but it's a hell lot of coincidences so i can see where the speculation comes from.
Fellas, is it gay to look for skate spots in my town?
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Saw Brandon Novak sitting on the ground in front of Copabanana on South Street one night. Is that weird?
saw novak going into an apartment on fairmount and in the distance from uber to door two tables of people at a nearby restaurant paused their meals to ask him for a photo
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Saw Brandon Novak sitting on the ground in front of Copabanana on South Street one night. Is that weird?
“YEO NOVAHK”
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I was on vacation around 2012 and decided to check out the Supreme store on Fairfax in LA. Javier Nunez was the only dude working, I was the only person in the store, so when he asked if I wanted my board gripped, I thought sure, why not? He did the worst grip job I think i’ve ever seen. Huge air bubble, shitty cuts, etc.
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Saw Brandon Novak sitting on the ground in front of Copabanana on South Street one night. Is that weird?
“YEO NOVAHK”
i was rolling down my window to give him a “YEOO BAM BAM” but how quickly he got mobbed made me feel bad
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
lol yaaas daddy! this is the content im looking for
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
It’s really you, isn’t it, Cheetah?
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
How horny were you when you wrote this post
Tell us about your boner
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Heath has been with the same girl for a long time. And they have a dog. <-- this part matters
Yeah she was next to him. That was the stranger part straight up, didn’t feel like adding that part. Like I’m saying this as a queer dude, but the vibe I got was she was a straight up beard. I’ve seen queer dudes with beards my whole damn life, I know the vibe.
Now he might not even be queer, he might be a dude who likes watching his chick get fucked or some other type of American mainstream non traditional kink or something, but there is most likely something sexually different. I have no idea what it is, but being Gay is the highest probability, especially after the lap dance story.
edit-ever since this experience with Heath, there’s more I’m leaving out, but it always made me consider him ever since, the guy BA talked about in his coming out documentary as the retired gay skater.
Holy shit I forgot about that. That was the first thing I replied to cheetah about. Thanks for reminding me.
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
It’s really you, isn’t it, Cheetah?
It really is.
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
How horny were you when you wrote this post
Tell us about your boner
gnar
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
How horny were you when you wrote this post
Tell us about your boner
gnar
Nah, just a weird story. The whole day was fucking strange in general. I met Dill for the first time that day completely unrelated in a completely different place like 12 hours prior. It was out of nowhere too, like of all the times to run into Dill it was that day on the complete opposite side of Los Angeles.
Either way I had seen Heath in passing before. We never said anything to each other, except the occasional nod of affirmation like one guy in here mentioned he does. He's like this fucking modern western gay cowboy of skating. Like he fucking ghosts out at demos and wear's like straw hats and shit, ghosting like a mid life dad, but instead of the new balances and jorts, he's like a fucking urban cowboy, some Clint Eastwood shit. like if you guys have had any experiences with this character, all of this information on here is making me laugh my fucking ass off.
The funniest thing about this, is the day I'm recalling, which was my last time I saw heath, he was not ghosting out in like his old usual swagger. I'll just mention he had a feminine appeal.
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One time I heard berra say nigga and I laughed so hard I couldn’t even be mad at the dude
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
How horny were you when you wrote this post
Tell us about your boner
gnar
Nah, just a weird story. The whole day was fucking strange in general. I met Dill for the first time that day completely unrelated in a completely different place like 12 hours prior. It was out of nowhere too, like of all the times to run into Dill it was that day on the complete opposite side of Los Angeles.
Either way I had seen Heath in passing before. We never said anything to each other, except the occasional nod of affirmation like one guy in here mentioned he does. He's like this fucking modern western gay cowboy of skating. Like he fucking ghosts out at demos and wear's like straw hats and shit, ghosting like a mid life dad, but instead of the new balances and jorts, he's like a fucking urban cowboy, some Clint Eastwood shit. like if you guys have had any experiences with this character, all of this information on here is making me laugh my fucking ass off.
The funniest thing about this, is the day I'm recalling, which was my last time I saw heath, he was not ghosting out in like his old usual swagger. I'll just mention he had a feminine appeal.
If Heath is trans I'll be so stoked.
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i guess i'll tell my Heath story. prob posted it in some thread at some point but its fun to revisit.
back in ~2007 they were doing the wild ride tour and i went to the demo a couple hours away in some really random small town. shitty indoor park, they probably hated it. lucky for heath they had a snowboard jump and he did a back 360 nosegrab. so sick. it was one of those awful indoor parks with ramps that seemed designed for skaters, rollerbladers and bmxer's all at once. you can probably picture it. after the demo we got word that they would be camping at the campground in my city and the invite was open for people to come have a good time.
at the campground, heath was just sitting on the bumper of a rental car with the trunk open and pounding the case of budweiser he had next to him. me and a couple friends are talking to him and cant believe how normal and nice he is. a lot of the other guys are raging and hes just relaxing. i had no choice but to tell him that his Sight Unseen part was the best thing ever, and he talked about how that was the best compliment he could receive since he worked so hard on that.
the following day i decided to drive another couple hours to the next demo by myself. i was 20, had the day off, and an emerica demo was pretty rare. when i got to the shopping center with the park, both heath and reynolds showed up like 30 minutes before the huge bike squad. i was standing outside the little coffee shop and heath comes up and starts talking to me. wow, he remembered me! we talked for a few and he asked me about the park and then said he was going to go inside to check it out. he comes out and says "im not skating this fucking park" or something along those lines - it was another small indoor park. hes eating a reeses cup (2-pack not the king size) and he says "want a reeses cup?". i wasn't going to eat half his snack but i'll always remember the offer lol.
also - when the demo started he DID skate. he rode up the bank, tried a kickflip and landed as hard as he could with one foot in the middle to snap his board and left. 15 seconds tops. very on brand.
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
Heath gave my friend the Lap Dance
He reminds me of the most power bottom of power bottoms, like he would rip your cock off and own u kind of shit. Straight up the vibes I got, like you know this dude is like a masochistic perfectionist to the nth degree on the gnarliest shit in the world, it just makes too much sense. straight up the vibes I have gotten since this experience, and after. Like that look you just get from another man that's like I want this stud to fuck me in the ass and I'm gonna own that shit like riding fucking el toro.
How horny were you when you wrote this post
Tell us about your boner
gnar
Nah, just a weird story. The whole day was fucking strange in general. I met Dill for the first time that day completely unrelated in a completely different place like 12 hours prior. It was out of nowhere too, like of all the times to run into Dill it was that day on the complete opposite side of Los Angeles.
Either way I had seen Heath in passing before. We never said anything to each other, except the occasional nod of affirmation like one guy in here mentioned he does. He's like this fucking modern western gay cowboy of skating. Like he fucking ghosts out at demos and wear's like straw hats and shit, ghosting like a mid life dad, but instead of the new balances and jorts, he's like a fucking urban cowboy, some Clint Eastwood shit. like if you guys have had any experiences with this character, all of this information on here is making me laugh my fucking ass off.
The funniest thing about this, is the day I'm recalling, which was my last time I saw heath, he was not ghosting out in like his old usual swagger. I'll just mention he had a feminine appeal.
If Heath is trans I'll be so stoked.
He’s already the coolest skateboarder that has prolly ever existed. It Heath ended up being trans or like a gay cowboy, which is such a plausible thing. He would become like folk lore at that point, like just a mythical hero in the history of skateboarding like animal chin or some shit.
Like when Heath gives u the nod, which one time I was skating for 30 minutes with Heath watching and I didn’t know, and I skate away and see him, my eyes catching his, and he gives me the nod. It’s like u almost like shit yourself. Like I’ve been around basically fucking everyone at some point or another whether they knew it or not, like the fucking Beyonder in Spider-Man, some real Forrest Gump shit. I can tell you this right now after meeting and talking with nearly everyone, that he is by far the most mythical strange figure in the entire industry I’ve ever fucking met and it’s not even close, and if he gives you the nod it’s some shit u will remember for the rest of your fucking life as one of the greatest compliments u ever received.
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i guess i'll tell my Heath story. prob posted it in some thread at some point but its fun to revisit.
back in ~2007 they were doing the wild ride tour and i went to the demo a couple hours away in some really random small town. shitty indoor park, they probably hated it. lucky for heath they had a snowboard jump and he did a back 360 nosegrab. so sick. it was one of those awful indoor parks with ramps that seemed designed for skaters, rollerbladers and bmxer's all at once. you can probably picture it. after the demo we got word that they would be camping at the campground in my city and the invite was open for people to come have a good time.
at the campground, heath was just sitting on the bumper of a rental car with the trunk open and pounding the case of budweiser he had next to him. me and a couple friends are talking to him and cant believe how normal and nice he is. a lot of the other guys are raging and hes just relaxing. i had no choice but to tell him that his Sight Unseen part was the best thing ever, and he talked about how that was the best compliment he could receive since he worked so hard on that.
the following day i decided to drive another couple hours to the next demo by myself. i was 20, had the day off, and an emerica demo was pretty rare. when i got to the shopping center with the park, both heath and reynolds showed up like 30 minutes before the huge bike squad. i was standing outside the little coffee shop and heath comes up and starts talking to me. wow, he remembered me! we talked for a few and he asked me about the park and then said he was going to go inside to check it out. he comes out and says "im not skating this fucking park" or something along those lines - it was another small indoor park. hes eating a reeses cup (2-pack not the king size) and he says "want a reeses cup?". i wasn't going to eat half his snack but i'll always remember the offer lol.
also - when the demo started he DID skate. he rode up the bank, tried a kickflip and landed as hard as he could with one foot in the middle to snap his board and left. 15 seconds tops. very on brand.
Lol
VERY on brand.
Amazing
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Heath is our gay samurai, going from demo to demo giving out nods, lap dances and focusing boards.
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Heath is our gay samurai, going from demo to demo giving out nods, lap dances and focusing boards.
and reeses cups
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This is now the “when Heath hit on me” thread
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and reeses cups
Someone with photoshop skills make heaths face from something on a Rurouni Kenshin body, and make it like super gay like the South Park tweak and Craig episode. Shit would be epically cool, and I know one of you fuckers can do it.
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I hope Heath Kirchart sees this thread and is disappointed in all of you.
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I hope Heath Kirchart sees this thread and is disappointed in all of you.
1. I don’t think Heath is homophobic even
If not gay, so I don’t think he would give a fuck.
2. He created himself into a mythical figure
regardless of the outcome, so I think he would be stoked people are hyped on him, even queer people.
3. I hope his girlfriend sees the thread and prints out some gay Heath art if it can happen, and posts it to their fridge for the wholesome ending slap deserves.
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Shinda shima would be a pretty awesome soundtrack to a hardcore gay/trans porn scene now that I think about it.
Close up on initial penetration/make out in slow motion when the song goes BLEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR at :16.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDn8bfBh1F8 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TDn8bfBh1F8)
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Jack Mehoff is a weirdo, he tells weird stories about other pros. And there’s a lot of crazy stories about him. But I’ve never heard any of the stories about Jack Mehoff. Only like 2 people know about them. I don’t know who those people are. Matter of fact I don’t think anybody does. I’m going to do some research to figure out the crazy stories. But it’s really hard to find. So the research might take some time. I have a lot of time on my hands though, so I might as well get to work. The score of the Suns vs Lakers game is 44-45 Suns with 3:17 left in the Second quarter.
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nice work cheetah you ruined another great thread
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Now I'm not necessarily endorsing the Gay Heath theory BUT i could totally imagine how offering someone your reeses cup could be taken as a signal that you're cruising
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nice work cheetah you ruined another great thread
Let's try to get back on track.
On the sidewalk in Ybor City after Tampa pro in 1999, I saw Mic-E Reyes had Josh Kalis scooted on his butt back in a doorway yelling at him and kicking him. I drunkenly said "Hey, why don't you pick on someone your own size." (don't know why I said that, I was super faded and definitely didn't mean me). I don't think he heard me, thank god, but Josh said, "Ayo, mind your own! Mind your own!" so I did. Mic-E is a meanie.
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and reeses cups
I tend to stock a bit of Reese in my office at work and offer them (which is a pump fake, I don't want to share them really, people know I have them so I bluff the offer to be nice!) to everyone. Thus far, it has not come across as cruising. Will let you know if it changes!
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hmmm well im from minneapolis . ( rip henry) and at the time i was living in san jose ca around 2013 -2014ish. I use to go to this punk rock skate bar called cinebar. The enjoi mansion was right down the street . so id see alot of enjoi guys in there . One time i saw someone wearing a familia beanie ( skate shop here in mpls owned by steve nesser ) i was like , "yo whered you get that beanie" , dude looked startled and was like i skate , i got it in minneapolis. Talked for a couple minutes then parted ways. Only did i realize later that it was ben raemers. About 2 weeks later after bars closed around 3 in the morning i was stumbling to jack in the box right next to La vics taqueria ( if ya know then ya know ) but there was ben, shitfaced . Alone and by himself , I tried saying hey , but he was too far gone , faded wise . I moved back to minnesota a couple years later , and then he died . its not that weird of a story, but pretty sad . Here i am a midwestern kid living in cali , skating , smoking living the dream, and to see him like that . I think about it alot . And then henry happened ;(
I LOVE YOU ALL.
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If I had a dollar for every time a dude from Minnesota said “cali”
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Hey sometimes I get lazy . Plus I had to type that response rather quickly lol. Only time I heard someone in california call it cali were cholos lol
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this was 2018
at a premiere with the Volcom team. Provost, Daan, Omar Hassan, Ant, Alec Majerus, blah blah
Provost wouldn't quit bothering me to find him coke
the man is literally insufferable when he's drunk
Daan kept walking up to my face and yelling "highway toooo the twilight zone!" (which i think he meant "danger zone" but whatever)
then puked all over the place
These dudes partied HARD...then woke up the next morning and skated all day incredibly well.
not sure how that's possible at 27 but they do it somehow
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this was 2018
at a premiere with the Volcom team. Provost, Daan, Omar Hassan, Ant, Alec Majerus, blah blah
Provost wouldn't quit bothering me to find him coke
the man is literally insufferable when he's drunk
Daan kept walking up to my face and yelling "highway toooo the twilight zone!" (which i think he meant "danger zone" but whatever)
then puked all over the place
These dudes partied HARD...then woke up the next morning and skated all day incredibly well.
not sure how that's possible at 27 but they do it somehow
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Growing up in Oregon my pro encounters were limited.. One time living in NW Portland I decided to cross the river and check out Burnside and some spots on the waterfront. I'm a few blocks out from the Burnside bridge on an empty industrial street when I notice another dude by himself skating towards me. I can tell from a distance the guy is extra juicy, bringing his leg up super high when he pushes, even stalling his push sometimes, hands doing interesting things, big ass black hoody on over some swagged out denim with that wierd ex-con looking rubber band trick that turns baggy pants into joggers, all tucked into some hightop dunks. It's not until he's about 10 feet away that I realize he's my then favorite skater, Brent Atchley. I give him my best Heath nod and maybe a timid wave as he passed, but I swear the dude just shook his head at me in disgust and kept high pushing. Maybe let out a "phhh" kinda noise. This is prime long hair Brent Atchley, when he was still on Element but Nike SB wasn't even a thing really.. hard to see a dude you look up to in the wild and they just diss you because they're so full of themselves / whatever.. I think I took a break from skating for a year or two after that, not necessarily because of this encounter but sub-conciously realizing your hero is a scrub could have had something to do with it.. Meanwhile Brent faded into a Penny-esque obscurity, and by the time I started skating again the dude had re-emerged full Urban Outfitters, with the poofy Cody Mac haircut and still somehow saggin skin tight white jeans, neon Element Footwear slip ons and push broom mustache w/ short shorts. His high push and pigeon toe stance looks forced as fuck now. Poor dude comes off more confused and insecure now then I was right after he dissed me, karma a bitch sometimes..
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Growing up in Oregon my pro encounters were limited.. One time living in NW Portland I decided to cross the river and check out Burnside and some spots on the waterfront. I'm a few blocks out from the Burnside bridge on an empty industrial street when I notice another dude by himself skating towards me. I can tell from a distance the guy is extra juicy, bringing his leg up super high when he pushes, even stalling his push sometimes, hands doing interesting things, big ass black hoody on over some swagged out denim with that wierd ex-con looking rubber band trick that turns baggy pants into joggers, all tucked into some hightop dunks. It's not until he's about 10 feet away that I realize he's my then favorite skater, Brent Atchley. I give him my best Heath nod and maybe a timid wave as he passed, but I swear the dude just shook his head at me in disgust and kept high pushing. Maybe let out a "phhh" kinda noise. This is prime long hair Brent Atchley, when he was still on Element but Nike SB wasn't even a thing really.. hard to see a dude you look up to in the wild and they just diss you because they're so full of themselves / whatever.. I think I took a break from skating for a year or two after that, not necessarily because of this encounter but sub-conciously realizing your hero is a scrub could have had something to do with it.. Meanwhile Brent faded into a Penny-esque obscurity, and by the time I started skating again the dude had re-emerged full Urban Outfitters, with the poofy Cody Mac haircut and still somehow saggin skin tight white jeans, neon Element Footwear slip ons and push broom mustache w/ short shorts. His high push and pigeon toe stance looks forced as fuck now. Poor dude comes off more confused and insecure now then I was right after he dissed me, karma a bitch sometimes..
That's a shitty encounter sorry man.
On the plus side he has kooked himself royally
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One time I saw Brent get the absolute shit beat out of him by one of the bovver boys, and this native american gang banger for calling my friends girlfriend a bitch.
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Native American gangbanger.
Damn.
Free max b
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Growing up in Oregon my pro encounters were limited.. One time living in NW Portland I decided to cross the river and check out Burnside and some spots on the waterfront. I'm a few blocks out from the Burnside bridge on an empty industrial street when I notice another dude by himself skating towards me. I can tell from a distance the guy is extra juicy, bringing his leg up super high when he pushes, even stalling his push sometimes, hands doing interesting things, big ass black hoody on over some swagged out denim with that wierd ex-con looking rubber band trick that turns baggy pants into joggers, all tucked into some hightop dunks. It's not until he's about 10 feet away that I realize he's my then favorite skater, Brent Atchley. I give him my best Heath nod and maybe a timid wave as he passed, but I swear the dude just shook his head at me in disgust and kept high pushing. Maybe let out a "phhh" kinda noise. This is prime long hair Brent Atchley, when he was still on Element but Nike SB wasn't even a thing really.. hard to see a dude you look up to in the wild and they just diss you because they're so full of themselves / whatever.. I think I took a break from skating for a year or two after that, not necessarily because of this encounter but sub-conciously realizing your hero is a scrub could have had something to do with it.. Meanwhile Brent faded into a Penny-esque obscurity, and by the time I started skating again the dude had re-emerged full Urban Outfitters, with the poofy Cody Mac haircut and still somehow saggin skin tight white jeans, neon Element Footwear slip ons and push broom mustache w/ short shorts. His high push and pigeon toe stance looks forced as fuck now. Poor dude comes off more confused and insecure now then I was right after he dissed me, karma a bitch sometimes..
That's a shitty encounter sorry man.
On the plus side he has kooked himself royally
Care to elaborate?
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Clearly something went down, and I guess that's ultimately the only "weird" part of the story is that at the time he was a very influential skater and probably inspired everyone from dick rizzo to GT and oski, then went dark for a couple years only to resurface without sponsors, a pompadour and pastel poplin short shorts.. barely able to imitate his former self.
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The Brent Atchley parody made me spit coffee
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skating a blacktop parking lot with BA one time.
He stops after a couple tre flips and picks his board up and looks at me.
"we cant skate this blacktop!..."
I asked him why and he responded with, "Elissa always says if you skate blacktop it gives your wheels the black plague and you know what the black plague turns into? ....yellow fever! I hate yellow wheels!!"
and skated away.
he broke 3 custom gonz shaped boards that day doing flatground tre flips
I think about this story every time Im skating black top which we can all agree sucks ass
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The Brent Atchley parody made me spit coffee
A parody of his former self, the words I was looking for exactly, thank you
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Growing up in Oregon my pro encounters were limited.. One time living in NW Portland I decided to cross the river and check out Burnside and some spots on the waterfront. I'm a few blocks out from the Burnside bridge on an empty industrial street when I notice another dude by himself skating towards me. I can tell from a distance the guy is extra juicy, bringing his leg up super high when he pushes, even stalling his push sometimes, hands doing interesting things, big ass black hoody on over some swagged out denim with that wierd ex-con looking rubber band trick that turns baggy pants into joggers, all tucked into some hightop dunks. It's not until he's about 10 feet away that I realize he's my then favorite skater, Brent Atchley. I give him my best Heath nod and maybe a timid wave as he passed, but I swear the dude just shook his head at me in disgust and kept high pushing. Maybe let out a "phhh" kinda noise. This is prime long hair Brent Atchley, when he was still on Element but Nike SB wasn't even a thing really.. hard to see a dude you look up to in the wild and they just diss you because they're so full of themselves / whatever.. I think I took a break from skating for a year or two after that, not necessarily because of this encounter but sub-conciously realizing your hero is a scrub could have had something to do with it.. Meanwhile Brent faded into a Penny-esque obscurity, and by the time I started skating again the dude had re-emerged full Urban Outfitters, with the poofy Cody Mac haircut and still somehow saggin skin tight white jeans, neon Element Footwear slip ons and push broom mustache w/ short shorts. His high push and pigeon toe stance looks forced as fuck now. Poor dude comes off more confused and insecure now then I was right after he dissed me, karma a bitch sometimes..
That's a shitty encounter sorry man.
On the plus side he has kooked himself royally
Care to elaborate?
His weird pompadour period
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The Brent Atchley parody made me spit coffee
I hope someone posts that up. If I didn’t know any better I woulda thought that was him
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skating a blacktop parking lot with BA one time.
He stops after a couple tre flips and picks his board up and looks at me.
"we cant skate this blacktop!..."
I asked him why and he responded with, "Elissa always says if you skate blacktop it gives your wheels the black plague and you know what the black plague turns into? ....yellow fever! I hate yellow wheels!!"
and skated away.
he broke 3 custom gonz shaped boards that day doing flatground tre flips
I think about this story every time Im skating black top which we can all agree sucks ass
Sunlight turns your wheels yellow overtime, not black top... Funny enough he rides Spitfires which are prime examples of this phenomenon. BA and Elissa of logic.
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skating a blacktop parking lot with BA one time.
He stops after a couple tre flips and picks his board up and looks at me.
"we cant skate this blacktop!..."
I asked him why and he responded with, "Elissa always says if you skate blacktop it gives your wheels the black plague and you know what the black plague turns into? ....yellow fever! I hate yellow wheels!!"
and skated away.
he broke 3 custom gonz shaped boards that day doing flatground tre flips
I think about this story every time Im skating black top which we can all agree sucks ass
Sunlight turns your wheels yellow overtime, not black top... Funny enough he rides Spitfires which are prime examples of this phenomenon. BA and Elissa of logic.
I forget where, but he said in some interview that he rides Spitfire classic formulas and not F4s, which he referred to with a light touch of disdain as "the yellow ones."
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The Brent Atchley parody made me spit coffee
I hope someone posts that up. If I didn’t know any better I woulda thought that was him
Even the random kid on youtube does a better Brent Atchley impression than modern day Brent Atchley
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He kept one of my friends back, the one who invited us and was told to “Bring Chicks”, and proceeded to give a lap dance. We watched through the curtains until Heath stared at us and closed them so quick. We hung out in the hall way for a while after that.
Yo did one of your homies give heath a fucking lap dance??
It would straight up not surprise me if Heath was gay. One time I was at an industry event in ghost mode, and so was Heath. I swear to god either Heath noticed me being out of place where I was, or he was checking me out. To this day, I’ve always pondered if it was the latter, and tbh if Kirchart checked me out that’s a hell of a compliment.
anyways, he always had this almost asexual aura to me. i'm on that bi/grey/demi spectrum and the weird party stories about heath remind me of shit i would do at parties while others were flirting and trying to hook up. basically disrupt the whole shit because i found it boring and couldn't relate to putting that much energy into getting laid.
i'm probably wrong, but it's funny others feel the same. the heath gay rumor isn't that new anyways. people were suggesting this way back. i think i saw one pic of heath with what looked like it could be a girlfriend, but could have just been a friend. also bar black is in a gay neighborhood? not saying heath is this or that, but it's a hell lot of coincidences so i can see where the speculation comes from.
Fellas, is it gay to look for skate spots in my town?
Spots - Pole jamz gay, gaps straight (but could be bi)
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The Brent Atchley parody made me spit coffee
I hope someone posts that up. If I didn’t know any better I woulda thought that was him
Even the random kid on youtube does a better Brent Atchley impression than modern day Brent Atchley
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WdNROI-wmPo
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Fuck, that’s perfect.
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Growing up in Oregon my pro encounters were limited.. One time living in NW Portland I decided to cross the river and check out Burnside and some spots on the waterfront. I'm a few blocks out from the Burnside bridge on an empty industrial street when I notice another dude by himself skating towards me. I can tell from a distance the guy is extra juicy, bringing his leg up super high when he pushes, even stalling his push sometimes, hands doing interesting things, big ass black hoody on over some swagged out denim with that wierd ex-con looking rubber band trick that turns baggy pants into joggers, all tucked into some hightop dunks. It's not until he's about 10 feet away that I realize he's my then favorite skater, Brent Atchley. I give him my best Heath nod and maybe a timid wave as he passed, but I swear the dude just shook his head at me in disgust and kept high pushing. Maybe let out a "phhh" kinda noise. This is prime long hair Brent Atchley, when he was still on Element but Nike SB wasn't even a thing really.. hard to see a dude you look up to in the wild and they just diss you because they're so full of themselves / whatever.. I think I took a break from skating for a year or two after that, not necessarily because of this encounter but sub-conciously realizing your hero is a scrub could have had something to do with it.. Meanwhile Brent faded into a Penny-esque obscurity, and by the time I started skating again the dude had re-emerged full Urban Outfitters, with the poofy Cody Mac haircut and still somehow saggin skin tight white jeans, neon Element Footwear slip ons and push broom mustache w/ short shorts. His high push and pigeon toe stance looks forced as fuck now. Poor dude comes off more confused and insecure now then I was right after he dissed me, karma a bitch sometimes..
You definitely went down to his level being this happy that he's not the best version of himself possible.
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skating a blacktop parking lot with BA one time.
He stops after a couple tre flips and picks his board up and looks at me.
"we cant skate this blacktop!..."
I asked him why and he responded with, "Elissa always says if you skate blacktop it gives your wheels the black plague and you know what the black plague turns into? ....yellow fever! I hate yellow wheels!!"
and skated away.
he broke 3 custom gonz shaped boards that day doing flatground tre flips
I think about this story every time Im skating black top which we can all agree sucks ass
Sunlight turns your wheels yellow overtime, not black top... Funny enough he rides Spitfires which are prime examples of this phenomenon. BA and Elissa of logic.
I forget where, but he said in some interview that he rides Spitfire classic formulas and not F4s, which he referred to with a light touch of disdain as "the yellow ones."
That's too funny. I prefer the classic formula but I don't mind the yellowing effect since it's always been that way.
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Growing up in Oregon my pro encounters were limited.. One time living in NW Portland I decided to cross the river and check out Burnside and some spots on the waterfront. I'm a few blocks out from the Burnside bridge on an empty industrial street when I notice another dude by himself skating towards me. I can tell from a distance the guy is extra juicy, bringing his leg up super high when he pushes, even stalling his push sometimes, hands doing interesting things, big ass black hoody on over some swagged out denim with that wierd ex-con looking rubber band trick that turns baggy pants into joggers, all tucked into some hightop dunks. It's not until he's about 10 feet away that I realize he's my then favorite skater, Brent Atchley. I give him my best Heath nod and maybe a timid wave as he passed, but I swear the dude just shook his head at me in disgust and kept high pushing. Maybe let out a "phhh" kinda noise. This is prime long hair Brent Atchley, when he was still on Element but Nike SB wasn't even a thing really.. hard to see a dude you look up to in the wild and they just diss you because they're so full of themselves / whatever.. I think I took a break from skating for a year or two after that, not necessarily because of this encounter but sub-conciously realizing your hero is a scrub could have had something to do with it.. Meanwhile Brent faded into a Penny-esque obscurity, and by the time I started skating again the dude had re-emerged full Urban Outfitters, with the poofy Cody Mac haircut and still somehow saggin skin tight white jeans, neon Element Footwear slip ons and push broom mustache w/ short shorts. His high push and pigeon toe stance looks forced as fuck now. Poor dude comes off more confused and insecure now then I was right after he dissed me, karma a bitch sometimes..
I moved to Portland in 2003 when I was 19. I didn’t know anyone here so I’d spend a lot of time at burnside, usually in the mornings as I worked evenings at the time. He was one of the first people I met in town and was always super friendly to me. One weekend I decided to show up in the evening and “party”. All the locals were there and I went up to him to say what’s up and he cool guyed the fuck out of me, like fully turned his back and no response. Wouldn’t acknowledge me after that unless to clown me.
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Shane Allen (sector 9/poolfiend) had a mean steak at our local where he would throw little kids’ (sub 13 years old) scooters over the park fence and call the cops on them for riding. Would throw absolute tantrums and threaten everyone then call the cops. I have a hundred stories but I know that guy lurks his name pretty heavy and don’t wanna get my friends in any more drama with a grown ass man.
Best story was when a local shop posted a picture of bikers in the park and shane commented something like “i hate how shitty my park has become, i remember since 2010 having to throw scooterers bikers druggies and mexicans out of the park” .
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It was maybe 2004 and I was lucky enough to be in Barcelona, skating at Paral-lel when a bunch of Lakai guys showed up. I skated a ledge with JB Gillet who was rad and incredibly patient, while Biebel was trying pop-shuvs over one of the benches. The stand out memory for me was of Marc Johnson, who had a bandaged hand and didn't skate for a single second- he plopped himself on the main manny pad and did nothing but drink beer, eat chicken and catcall the others.
Halcyon days indeed.
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One time when I was visiting my girl at the time in New York, I could've sworn to god that I saw Aaron Suski at Laguardia. I was 17 or 18 at the time and too scared to say hi.
Does anyone know what the ACTUAL deal with Pontus Alv is? Like, did he get deported or something? Just wondering how he ended up in a mansion in Portugal? It's pretty clear that he kills it business-wise, with Polar soft goods selling like hot cakes, and now Last Resort AB. I feel like there's a mystery behind it or something.
It’s cheaper to live in Portugal than most would think. Definitely cheaper than Sweden. I think people from the USA or Canada would be shocked at some of the prices. You can’t even live in Minnesota for Portugal prices. When you look online you just see the turnkey vacation homes for rich finance type guys. Those are expensive, but the fixer uppers type property and stuff for “locals” are extremely cheap. And if you’re an eu resident it’s pretty easy logistically to move anywhere else in the eu. Finally Portugal is where soft goods are made in the eu so he probably wanted to be near his production line.
Portugal kinda got fucked in the financial crisis back in 2007. Surprisingly, despite how beautiful and ornate most of the architecture is in central Porto (where Pontus lives) about 20% of the buildings are abandoned and are falling into disrepair. There's probably other reasons that added to it but yeah, at least that was the case when I lived there in 2015. It's a shame as well, most of the places you'd think would be listed buildings in other countries.
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One time when I was visiting my girl at the time in New York, I could've sworn to god that I saw Aaron Suski at Laguardia. I was 17 or 18 at the time and too scared to say hi.
Does anyone know what the ACTUAL deal with Pontus Alv is? Like, did he get deported or something? Just wondering how he ended up in a mansion in Portugal? It's pretty clear that he kills it business-wise, with Polar soft goods selling like hot cakes, and now Last Resort AB. I feel like there's a mystery behind it or something.
It’s cheaper to live in Portugal than most would think. Definitely cheaper than Sweden. I think people from the USA or Canada would be shocked at some of the prices. You can’t even live in Minnesota for Portugal prices. When you look online you just see the turnkey vacation homes for rich finance type guys. Those are expensive, but the fixer uppers type property and stuff for “locals” are extremely cheap. And if you’re an eu resident it’s pretty easy logistically to move anywhere else in the eu. Finally Portugal is where soft goods are made in the eu so he probably wanted to be near his production line.
Portugal kinda got fucked in the financial crisis back in 2007. Surprisingly, despite how beautiful and ornate most of the architecture is in central Porto (where Pontus lives) about 20% of the buildings are abandoned and are falling into disrepair. There's probably other reasons that added to it but yeah, at least that was the case when I lived there in 2015. It's a shame as well, most of the places you'd think would be listed buildings in other countries.
What's it like to skate?
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One time when I was visiting my girl at the time in New York, I could've sworn to god that I saw Aaron Suski at Laguardia. I was 17 or 18 at the time and too scared to say hi.
Does anyone know what the ACTUAL deal with Pontus Alv is? Like, did he get deported or something? Just wondering how he ended up in a mansion in Portugal? It's pretty clear that he kills it business-wise, with Polar soft goods selling like hot cakes, and now Last Resort AB. I feel like there's a mystery behind it or something.
It’s cheaper to live in Portugal than most would think. Definitely cheaper than Sweden. I think people from the USA or Canada would be shocked at some of the prices. You can’t even live in Minnesota for Portugal prices. When you look online you just see the turnkey vacation homes for rich finance type guys. Those are expensive, but the fixer uppers type property and stuff for “locals” are extremely cheap. And if you’re an eu resident it’s pretty easy logistically to move anywhere else in the eu. Finally Portugal is where soft goods are made in the eu so he probably wanted to be near his production line.
Portugal kinda got fucked in the financial crisis back in 2007. Surprisingly, despite how beautiful and ornate most of the architecture is in central Porto (where Pontus lives) about 20% of the buildings are abandoned and are falling into disrepair. There's probably other reasons that added to it but yeah, at least that was the case when I lived there in 2015. It's a shame as well, most of the places you'd think would be listed buildings in other countries.
What's it like to skate?
Hella cobble stone ground in the old town/main tourist kinda parts but some interesting stuff to skate outside of that in the newer built areas for sure. Definitely a great place to take a girl to though
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i played jerry hsu in a game of skate once like 15 years ago.
he gave me two letters instantly and bailed the next trick. it was then my turn again and i did a nollie kickflip (i just learned that month). he landed primo and then directly on his tailbone and was like "fuck, you won!" and left.
The whole encounter lasted for like 5 min and had like 20 spectators.
(between my friends i was then considered the guy that won skate against jerry hsu for a while, but thats not the story).
nothing too weird happened but it was all in all a super awkward situation for everyone involved.
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Brent is a G
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I have to say, hearing all of these negative words spoken against Brent has been very distressing for me.
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Jeremy Klein really did eat at hooters every day for like a decade and a half
praying the gay away.
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A lot of made up Brent Atchley stories on here. They fail to mention the other good skaters at burnside are violent criminals who have nazi neck tattoos and live in their van. So the creative emo kook skaters up there are scared of those guys and just assume Brent is going to be friends with them because he’s a little fancy and special too. But like most skaters (and dudes in general) he’s just like uhhh dude I don’t know you. Then these sensitive fellas get upset because he spurned their advances and start to talk shit about their former hero. It’s skate love/hate story most similar to when pops went from tech-fresh to wearing dickies and making stools.
i dont think brent was ever anyone's hero, brent.
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Shane Allen (sector 9/poolfiend) had a mean steak at our local where he would throw little kids’ (sub 13 years old) scooters over the park fence and call the cops on them for riding. Would throw absolute tantrums and threaten everyone then call the cops. I have a hundred stories but I know that guy lurks his name pretty heavy and don’t wanna get my friends in any more drama with a grown ass man.
Best story was when a local shop posted a picture of bikers in the park and shane commented something like “i hate how shitty my park has become, i remember since 2010 having to throw scooterers bikers druggies and mexicans out of the park” .
Fuckin Shane
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A lot of made up Brent Atchley stories on here. They fail to mention the other good skaters at burnside are violent criminals who have nazi neck tattoos and live in their van. So the creative emo kook skaters up there are scared of those guys and just assume Brent is going to be friends with them because he’s a little fancy and special too. But like most skaters (and dudes in general) he’s just like uhhh dude I don’t know you. Then these sensitive fellas get upset because he spurned their advances and start to talk shit about their former hero. It’s skate love/hate story most similar to when pops went from tech-fresh to wearing dickies and making stools.
Yes, I'm sure those stories are just made up. Maybe you're just a dick, Brent. They fail to mention the other good skaters, that are apparently violent nazi criminals, at Burnside because this isn't the "weird stories about Burnside locals" thread. I like that "creative" is part of the "emo kook skater" diss. Fucking creative people man, they're the worst eh? And to be fair to the one story, the dude said him and you were friendly and said what up to each other regularly before you cool-guyed him in front of all of your violent criminal Nazi friends.
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once i was carrying my board out of a cafe right next to mccarren park in brooklyn, and a car drove by with fred gall hanging out the passenger side window. he yelled "keep skating nigga!" as they sped away
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once i was carrying my board out of a cafe right next to mccarren park in brooklyn, and a car drove by with fred gall hanging out the passenger side window. he yelled "keep skating nigga!" as they sped away
The thread isn't titled 'legendary stories about pros'
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once i was carrying my board out of a cafe right next to mccarren park in brooklyn, and a car drove by with fred gall hanging out the passenger side window. he yelled "keep skating nigga!" as they sped away
stuff like this is the reason I’ve been on SLAP for 13 years.
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Like 10 years ago at Macba all of a sudden Penny walks there, with fresh board and some griptape on his hands and a shoebox, where pulls out fresh trucks and wheels and shit and I was like, gonna see Penny skate there today but nope, he hustled all that shit in like 5mins and went straight to coffee shop across the road. Didn’t had that argentinian lady with him that time, seen him so many times in bcn and they’re always together.
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I was in my highschool ceramics class and seen Geoff Rowley outside in the hallway. I went out there and followed him around... all star struck... I said something like "ur Geoff Rowley what are you doing here?" He made the shush finger to the lips gesture and started whispering about roof gaps in his accent.
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Seen Penny in south bank 02’ or 03’ super fucked up he was kinda hobbling about busts a huge hardflip then sits down and barfs up like a few beers worth and proceeds to pass out.
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Seen Penny in south bank 02’ or 03’ super fucked up he was kinda hobbling about busts a huge hardflip then sits down and barfs up like a few beers worth and proceeds to pass out.
Haha, nice to know I'm not the only one that was there to witness his greatness.
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once i was carrying my board out of a cafe right next to mccarren park in brooklyn, and a car drove by with fred gall hanging out the passenger side window. he yelled "keep skating nigga!" as they sped away
You need some sort of trophy for this one. Bronzed car with Gall hanging out of it with a talk bubble. And yourself skating to the side.
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i played jerry hsu in a game of skate once like 15 years ago.
he gave me two letters instantly and bailed the next trick. it was then my turn again and i did a nollie kickflip (i just learned that month). he landed primo and then directly on his tailbone and was like "fuck, you won!" and left.
The whole encounter lasted for like 5 min and had like 20 spectators.
(between my friends i was then considered the guy that won skate against jerry hsu for a while, but thats not the story).
nothing too weird happened but it was all in all a super awkward situation for everyone involved.
You're still the guy who one-hit killed Jerry Hsu in a game of SKATE to me, brother.
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back when i was growing up in OC, i delivered chinese food to nyjah. dude lived in a rich people type gated community in Huntington Beach. i knew he lived in my city because apparently he would have some crazy house parties. he opens the door and im kinda stunned and proceeds to tip me $1 on like a $40 order.
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First time I ever went to LA in 2002, in the first few days my friend took me to this spot:
https://www.instagram.com/p/B2mEeI5HjkZ/
I was hyped because at that point I had never seen it in a video and it was perfect. While we were skating around warming up I noticed this dude with no shirt on doing push ups over by the swing set. After doing push ups for awhile he stood up and was looking all wild with a crazy moustache. I was looking a the dude and my friend who lives in LA rolled up and said "Oh yeah, that's SAD."
It was indeed Jay Stephens and it was 11:00 in the morning and he did not have a board with him.
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no time for slippin
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back when i was growing up in OC, i delivered chinese food to nyjah. dude lived in a rich people type gated community in Huntington Beach. i knew he lived in my city because apparently he would have some crazy house parties. he opens the door and im kinda stunned and proceeds to tip me $1 on like a $40 order.
$1? Bogus.
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In January 2020, I was eating dinner with my cousin (who doesn't skate) in Surry Hills in Sydney.
I was travelling for work and had hardly any clothes with me and it was super hot weather, the last of the bushfire season.
I left work early and I had decided to skate the park in Redfern that afternoon so sweated through my t-shirt. It was drenched. The only clean thing I had was just in this undershirt thing with a really low neck and no shape, a bit like something one of the band members from Colour Me Bad might wear. I had on shorts too. I believe they were Jean shorts. The baggy kind. 1990s steez.
After being well soused at dinner we decided to get some Rye whiskey to drink at the air bnb where I was staying.
When we went to the bottle-o to get the rye, i froze. Chima was buying a six pack. I told my cousin, 'thats Chima Ferguson!'. My cousin had no idea who Chima was. I think I might have given him a loud explanation. He said 'go say hi'.
So as Chima turned away from the counter with his purchase, I lurched towards him, and said 'Chima! I'm a big fan.' He looked a bit surprised and said 'thanks mate, have a good night'. And shook my hand. He went out and untied his dogs and walked into the night.
On the half hour walk home I went through all Chima's parts in detail in a really loud voice while my cousin feigned interest and we walked in the middle of the road.
I realise this is not a story about pros behaving in a weird way. But the next day, nursing a hangover and dehydration from the skate the day before, I did think about what Chima must have seen. A drunk middle aged guy with a greying hair and stubble trying really hard to act sober in a sweaty undershirt exposing unsightly chest and shoulder hair looking like a washed up member of Colour Me Bad calling his name in a bottle-o while another middle aged guy holding a bottle of rye gave gentle encouragement.
And he still smiled.
Pros must have lots of stories about weird non pros who come up to them in public.
I imagine Chima went home and said, 'man this dude in the bottle-o....'
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We were drinking out front at a house party after PhxAm one year in Tempe and Marquis Preston seemingly out of nowhere stumbles in from the dark streets barefoot and starts bumming beers and asking people what size shoes they wear and if he could borrow them. He left back into the depths of the night wearing vans and carrying a PBR, never to be seen again. This was when Stay Gold had just came out.
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2008 Independent tour stop in Rouen, France, I caught Stu Graham hauling ass in the bowl and trying a trick where he frontside bonelesses but headbutts his board at the apex then jumps to land back on it. At first I thought it was a joke but then he kept trying it for at least an hour, he kept slipping out the same way every time and at the end of the day I'm not sure he made it, but he adorned a gash on his forehead and gave off Wesley Willis vibes.
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I have to say, hearing all of these negative words spoken against Brent has been very distressing for me.
people called brent are always fucking weird
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He said 'go say hi'.
The start of so many awkward pro interactions. The amount of times my girl or a friends tells me this and I just...
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Was buying some weed off this dude at MACBA and we became somewhat homies.
One day he asks if I want to go to lunch with him and some dudes around the corner,
It was just me this dude and Javier Sarmiento.
Javier was really cool and I remember him keeping his napkin extremely neat and clean while he ate, mine was a total mess.
It was cool, but they were speaking Catalan the whole time pretty much so I could not understand the majority of the conversation.
Also, he let some dude borrow his grinder which was brand new, and he got pissed at them for leaving bud in the grinder. Must have not wanted to get busted or something lol
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This was either in 2007 or 2009, I can't remember. I was visiting NY, went to Autumn skateshop. JJ was gripping a board there, he completely fucked up and had to ask for another free sheet of Jessup.
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I have to say, hearing all of these negative words spoken against Brent has been very distressing for me.
people called brent are always fucking weird
Every Dan or Dereck I have dealt with in life has been a doucher.
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2008 Independent tour stop in Rouen, France, I caught Stu Graham hauling ass in the bowl and trying a trick where he frontside bonelesses but headbutts his board at the apex then jumps to land back on it. At first I thought it was a joke but then he kept trying it for at least an hour, he kept slipping out the same way every time and at the end of the day I'm not sure he made it, but he adorned a gash on his forehead and gave off Wesley Willis vibes.
Shit, you live in rouen?
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This was either in 2007 or 2009, I can't remember. I was visiting NY, went to Autumn skateshop. JJ was gripping a board there, he completely fucked up and had to ask for another free sheet of Jessup.
Sorry guys.
By jj you mean jake johnson?
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Saw Scott Bourne trying a Smith grind repeatedly on a vert wall and he kept bailing. Eventually he slams his board around a bit and says something like “Shit! Fuck! Goddamnit! Motherfucking...Ho ho...” and he picks up the board and does a ho-ho plant. Walks around on his hands for like 5 seconds then goes and lands the Smith.
It was a pretty funny freak out.
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Saw Scott Bourne trying a Smith grind repeatedly on a vert wall and he kept bailing. Eventually he slams his board around a bit and says something like “Shit! Fuck! Goddamnit! Motherfucking...Ho ho...” and he picks up the board and does a ho-ho plant. Walks around on his hands for like 5 seconds then goes and lands the Smith.
It was a pretty funny freak out.
that's great!
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Saw Scott Bourne trying a Smith grind repeatedly on a vert wall and he kept bailing. Eventually he slams his board around a bit and says something like “Shit! Fuck! Goddamnit! Motherfucking...Ho ho...” and he picks up the board and does a ho-ho plant. Walks around on his hands for like 5 seconds then goes and lands the Smith.
It was a pretty funny freak out.
This is the best one yet.
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Saw Scott Bourne trying a Smith grind repeatedly on a vert wall and he kept bailing. Eventually he slams his board around a bit and says something like “Shit! Fuck! Goddamnit! Motherfucking...Ho ho...” and he picks up the board and does a ho-ho plant. Walks around on his hands for like 5 seconds then goes and lands the Smith.
It was a pretty funny freak out.
That's so fucking baller
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I once saw Nathan Jackson at Nerang skatepark, shirtless, absolutely obliterating a board. Like smashing it into pieces then smashing the pieces into pieces. Not entirely sure why, he was just chilling before that. This is right around when the Skate Rock China video came out.
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Were living in Barcelona around 2012-13. One time me and my friends had been out partying after skating so had our boards with us although it was like 4 in the morning. All of a sudden we hear someone screaming from a window and it was Penny. He came down to us and wanted to chill. We were super stoked although he was completely out of it.
We had some beers at our place and suggested he would come over to hang which he did. He eventually started to freestyle out on the balcony like crazy which my friend filmed. We even had to pull him down from the balcony rail where he sat like he was filming a music video or something. By that time we had a youtube channel that we put the short freestyle clip up the next morning, just like "Penny Freestyle" or something, not that we had a big following or anything, just to show our friends back home that fucking Penny was in our apartment.
A day or so went by and then one morning i had a DM to the youtube Channel from Flip Skateboards saying something like "We ask you to please take down the clip with Penny since we believe its not a good look for him as a professional skateboarder." I immediately took it down and was super scared that someone was gonna be mad. Kinda regret i didn't just make it private since i'd love to have it now.
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2008 Independent tour stop in Rouen, France, I caught Stu Graham hauling ass in the bowl and trying a trick where he frontside bonelesses but headbutts his board at the apex then jumps to land back on it. At first I thought it was a joke but then he kept trying it for at least an hour, he kept slipping out the same way every time and at the end of the day I'm not sure he made it, but he adorned a gash on his forehead and gave off Wesley Willis vibes.
Gnarred for the Wesley Willis reference
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In January 2020, I was eating dinner with my cousin (who doesn't skate) in Surry Hills in Sydney.
And he still smiled.
Pros must have lots of stories about weird non pros who come up to them in public.
I imagine Chima went home and said, 'man this dude in the bottle-o....'
Ha, yeah and that area of Sydney is full of crazies too, lots of homeless, druggies, weird things going on that once you know, you just get used to it all and take it in your stride, but Chima has always been a champ!
I once saw Nathan Jackson at Nerang skatepark, shirtless, absolutely obliterating a board. Like smashing it into pieces then smashing the pieces into pieces. Not entirely sure why, he was just chilling before that. This is right around when the Skate Rock China video came out.
I think almost everyone I have seen or known including Nathan from Brisbane or Gold Coast has had one of these moments sooner or later. Not proud of it, maybe even feel a bit guilty for being there and just kind of ignore it and keep going with whatever it was you were doing, but that is how it goes.
I recall Matt Mumford at Coorparoo skatepark for a demo getting the shits on a front pop shuv to nose grind that he had been trying for maybe too long and Mappy had been filming. I could see he was getting more and more pissed, and ended up focusing his board and throwing it into the side of the middle bank, picking it back up and throwing it again more than once. It stayed there for a while during the demo and I could see people eyeing it off while he went to have a beer or something away from the park, but then came back for it just before kids scooped it up. He ended up giving it to them anyway, but I bartered with them and gave them some new Indy trucks for the old almost axled trucks that came off his board, so he could have his bushings back that were in his old ones. Old bushings back then were like gold! I still have his old Indy trucks on one of my boards too.
Another good Matt Mumford story, when he and the Globe team came in to City Beach Queen Street (where I worked on the ramp / skate area) and I helped setup the signing tables and did the MC for the thing, as I usually did, everything as per normal, lots of people coming in, shaking hands, getting things signed, etc. Then this hot almost biker looking mum type came in, dodged the line, walked right up to Matt and looked him in the eyes for a good ten seconds, then said pretty loud so we all heard "I want you". He sat back, smiled that knowing smile and said something like "No worries" to her never losing eye contact, but when she would not leave and other people were waiting in the line being held up, we had to politely but firmly remove her from the area. She didn't want to go anywhere and so my guess is he had a pretty interesting afternoon when he left the signing.
Aussie legends!!!!!
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Were living in Barcelona around 2012-13. One time me and my friends had been out partying after skating so had our boards with us although it was like 4 in the morning. All of a sudden we hear someone screaming from a window and it was Penny. He came down to us and wanted to chill. We were super stoked although he was completely out of it.
We had some beers at our place and suggested he would come over to hang which he did. He eventually started to freestyle out on the balcony like crazy which my friend filmed. We even had to pull him down from the balcony rail where he sat like he was filming a music video or something. By that time we had a youtube channel that we put the short freestyle clip up the next morning, just like "Penny Freestyle" or something, not that we had a big following or anything, just to show our friends back home that fucking Penny was in our apartment.
A day or so went by and then one morning i had a DM to the youtube Channel from Flip Skateboards saying something like "We ask you to please take down the clip with Penny since we believe its not a good look for him as a professional skateboarder." I immediately took it down and was super scared that someone was gonna be mad. Kinda regret i didn't just make it private since i'd love to have it now.
So the clip is gone for good?
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In January 2020, I was eating dinner with my cousin (who doesn't skate) in Surry Hills in Sydney.
And he still smiled.
Pros must have lots of stories about weird non pros who come up to them in public.
I imagine Chima went home and said, 'man this dude in the bottle-o....'
Ha, yeah and that area of Sydney is full of crazies too, lots of homeless, druggies, weird things going on that once you know, you just get used to it all and take it in your stride, but Chima has always been a champ!
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I once saw Nathan Jackson at Nerang skatepark, shirtless, absolutely obliterating a board. Like smashing it into pieces then smashing the pieces into pieces. Not entirely sure why, he was just chilling before that. This is right around when the Skate Rock China video came out.
I think almost everyone I have seen or known including Nathan from Brisbane or Gold Coast has had one of these moments sooner or later. Not proud of it, maybe even feel a bit guilty for being there and just kind of ignore it and keep going with whatever it was you were doing, but that is how it goes.
I recall Matt Mumford at Coorparoo skatepark for a demo getting the shits on a front pop shuv to nose grind that he had been trying for maybe too long and Mappy had been filming. I could see he was getting more and more pissed, and ended up focusing his board and throwing it into the side of the middle bank, picking it back up and throwing it again more than once. It stayed there for a while during the demo and I could see people eyeing it off while he went to have a beer or something away from the park, but then came back for it just before kids scooped it up. He ended up giving it to them anyway, but I bartered with them and gave them some new Indy trucks for the old almost axled trucks that came off his board, so he could have his bushings back that were in his old ones. Old bushings back then were like gold! I still have his old Indy trucks on one of my boards too.
This has a bit of a different meaning on this side of the pond, mate.
I thought you were taking the story in a certain direction, and frankly a bit disappointed
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^ I mean if you choose to read the whole paragraph with that alternative direction of thinking, it also kind of works, it's the essentially same story just ten times more graphic. Opting to take the bit about getting more and more pissed literally also enhances the immersion.
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This has a bit of a different meaning on this side of the pond, mate.
I thought you were taking the story in a certain direction, and frankly a bit disappointed
Ha yes, sorry to disappoint...
There are probably quite a few stories that involve sharting, (is that even a term?) or a drunk shit the bed moment, but I try to stay away from those adventures.
That story was really only a lead in for the main event, getting railroaded by the bride of Satan would have been one hell of a good night!
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Were living in Barcelona around 2012-13. One time me and my friends had been out partying after skating so had our boards with us although it was like 4 in the morning. All of a sudden we hear someone screaming from a window and it was Penny. He came down to us and wanted to chill. We were super stoked although he was completely out of it.
We had some beers at our place and suggested he would come over to hang which he did. He eventually started to freestyle out on the balcony like crazy which my friend filmed. We even had to pull him down from the balcony rail where he sat like he was filming a music video or something. By that time we had a youtube channel that we put the short freestyle clip up the next morning, just like "Penny Freestyle" or something, not that we had a big following or anything, just to show our friends back home that fucking Penny was in our apartment.
A day or so went by and then one morning i had a DM to the youtube Channel from Flip Skateboards saying something like "We ask you to please take down the clip with Penny since we believe its not a good look for him as a professional skateboarder." I immediately took it down and was super scared that someone was gonna be mad. Kinda regret i didn't just make it private since i'd love to have it now.
So the clip is gone for good?
Should be on a disk somewhere i guess. If i find it i'll send you in a PM!
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This was either in 2007 or 2009, I can't remember. I was visiting NY, went to Autumn skateshop. JJ was gripping a board there, he completely fucked up and had to ask for another free sheet of Jessup.
Sorry guys.
By jj you mean jake johnson?
Yes.
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Were living in Barcelona around 2012-13. One time me and my friends had been out partying after skating so had our boards with us although it was like 4 in the morning. All of a sudden we hear someone screaming from a window and it was Penny. He came down to us and wanted to chill. We were super stoked although he was completely out of it.
We had some beers at our place and suggested he would come over to hang which he did. He eventually started to freestyle out on the balcony like crazy which my friend filmed. We even had to pull him down from the balcony rail where he sat like he was filming a music video or something. By that time we had a youtube channel that we put the short freestyle clip up the next morning, just like "Penny Freestyle" or something, not that we had a big following or anything, just to show our friends back home that fucking Penny was in our apartment.
A day or so went by and then one morning i had a DM to the youtube Channel from Flip Skateboards saying something like "We ask you to please take down the clip with Penny since we believe its not a good look for him as a professional skateboarder." I immediately took it down and was super scared that someone was gonna be mad. Kinda regret i didn't just make it private since i'd love to have it now.
So the clip is gone for good?
Should be on a disk somewhere i guess. If i find it i'll send you in a PM!
I want one too, please.
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Were living in Barcelona around 2012-13. One time me and my friends had been out partying after skating so had our boards with us although it was like 4 in the morning. All of a sudden we hear someone screaming from a window and it was Penny. He came down to us and wanted to chill. We were super stoked although he was completely out of it.
We had some beers at our place and suggested he would come over to hang which he did. He eventually started to freestyle out on the balcony like crazy which my friend filmed. We even had to pull him down from the balcony rail where he sat like he was filming a music video or something. By that time we had a youtube channel that we put the short freestyle clip up the next morning, just like "Penny Freestyle" or something, not that we had a big following or anything, just to show our friends back home that fucking Penny was in our apartment.
A day or so went by and then one morning i had a DM to the youtube Channel from Flip Skateboards saying something like "We ask you to please take down the clip with Penny since we believe its not a good look for him as a professional skateboarder." I immediately took it down and was super scared that someone was gonna be mad. Kinda regret i didn't just make it private since i'd love to have it now.
So the clip is gone for good?
Should be on a disk somewhere i guess. If i find it i'll send you in a PM!
x3
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Were living in Barcelona around 2012-13. One time me and my friends had been out partying after skating so had our boards with us although it was like 4 in the morning. All of a sudden we hear someone screaming from a window and it was Penny. He came down to us and wanted to chill. We were super stoked although he was completely out of it.
We had some beers at our place and suggested he would come over to hang which he did. He eventually started to freestyle out on the balcony like crazy which my friend filmed. We even had to pull him down from the balcony rail where he sat like he was filming a music video or something. By that time we had a youtube channel that we put the short freestyle clip up the next morning, just like "Penny Freestyle" or something, not that we had a big following or anything, just to show our friends back home that fucking Penny was in our apartment.
A day or so went by and then one morning i had a DM to the youtube Channel from Flip Skateboards saying something like "We ask you to please take down the clip with Penny since we believe its not a good look for him as a professional skateboarder." I immediately took it down and was super scared that someone was gonna be mad. Kinda regret i didn't just make it private since i'd love to have it now.
So the clip is gone for good?
Should be on a disk somewhere i guess. If i find it i'll send you in a PM!
Me too please
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just re up it, tf is flip gonna do
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just re up it, tf is flip gonna do
Not to derail this thread but in a way it's funny how some brands will properly supervise their riders' occasionally difficult behaviors vs. how some won't and will instead blame the subsequent faults on either their own consumers presumably being out of touch or, as seen recently, even the victim when there is one. We got to see Biebel encouraging fighting homeless people but not Penny freestyling. Hello?
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Sorry to re-bump the thread but there was also a random clip of Penny comparing his teeth to some other former addict at some random skatepark in Europe. I only remember because a friend and I quoted it all the time when it came out - "my teeth are fucked as well."
Wonder if Flip hit them up as well.
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Sorry to re-bump the thread but there was also a random clip of Penny comparing his teeth to some other former addict at some random skatepark in Europe. I only remember because a friend and I quoted it all the time when it came out - "my teeth are fucked as well."
Wonder if Flip hit them up as well.
I saw that video, it was insane. He was toast goin on about something with the twin towers than completely destroyed the bowl. Netherlands i think. Flip did ask the poster to take it down and he did cause Penny has a kid . Sick move imo
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just re up it, tf is flip gonna do
Not to derail this thread but in a way it's funny how some brands will properly supervise their riders' occasionally difficult behaviors vs. how some won't and will instead blame the subsequent faults on either their own consumers presumably being out of touch or, as seen recently, even the victim when there is one. We got to see Biebel encouraging fighting homeless people but not Penny freestyling. Hello?
I mean Flip is more of a big "family" company more likely to try to mold their image the best way possible. Meanwhile at Girl there's not much of an image to preserve so they just let whoever kook themselves out of skateboarding and support them in a more personal way or not at all. Like when Marc Johnson had all that stuff with Caroll and his new company but still kept skating with guys that he met on the Crail camp and close to that circle.
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Were living in Barcelona around 2012-13. One time me and my friends had been out partying after skating so had our boards with us although it was like 4 in the morning. All of a sudden we hear someone screaming from a window and it was Penny. He came down to us and wanted to chill. We were super stoked although he was completely out of it.
We had some beers at our place and suggested he would come over to hang which he did. He eventually started to freestyle out on the balcony like crazy which my friend filmed. We even had to pull him down from the balcony rail where he sat like he was filming a music video or something. By that time we had a youtube channel that we put the short freestyle clip up the next morning, just like "Penny Freestyle" or something, not that we had a big following or anything, just to show our friends back home that fucking Penny was in our apartment.
A day or so went by and then one morning i had a DM to the youtube Channel from Flip Skateboards saying something like "We ask you to please take down the clip with Penny since we believe its not a good look for him as a professional skateboarder." I immediately took it down and was super scared that someone was gonna be mad. Kinda regret i didn't just make it private since i'd love to have it now.
Is that the video with the Green Apple board on the wall in the background?
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My brother spilled a beer on nyjahs board at an asphalt yacht club signing years ago and he started tripping out so hard tryna find out who did it. Same night janowksi was trippin on acid and talked to my pops for like two hours
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In January 2020, I was eating dinner with my cousin (who doesn't skate) in Surry Hills in Sydney.
And he still smiled.
Pros must have lots of stories about weird non pros who come up to them in public.
I imagine Chima went home and said, 'man this dude in the bottle-o....'
Ha, yeah and that area of Sydney is full of crazies too, lots of homeless, druggies, weird things going on that once you know, you just get used to it all and take it in your stride, but Chima has always been a champ!
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I once saw Nathan Jackson at Nerang skatepark, shirtless, absolutely obliterating a board. Like smashing it into pieces then smashing the pieces into pieces. Not entirely sure why, he was just chilling before that. This is right around when the Skate Rock China video came out.
I think almost everyone I have seen or known including Nathan from Brisbane or Gold Coast has had one of these moments sooner or later. Not proud of it, maybe even feel a bit guilty for being there and just kind of ignore it and keep going with whatever it was you were doing, but that is how it goes.
I recall Matt Mumford at Coorparoo skatepark for a demo getting the shits on a front pop shuv to nose grind that he had been trying for maybe too long and Mappy had been filming. I could see he was getting more and more pissed, and ended up focusing his board and throwing it into the side of the middle bank, picking it back up and throwing it again more than once. It stayed there for a while during the demo and I could see people eyeing it off while he went to have a beer or something away from the park, but then came back for it just before kids scooped it up. He ended up giving it to them anyway, but I bartered with them and gave them some new Indy trucks for the old almost axled trucks that came off his board, so he could have his bushings back that were in his old ones. Old bushings back then were like gold! I still have his old Indy trucks on one of my boards too.
This has a bit of a different meaning on this side of the pond, mate.
I thought you were taking the story in a certain direction, and frankly a bit disappointed
I'm thinking he fell and had a poop explosion that got on his grip, causing him to focus it
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My brother spilled a beer on nyjahs board at an asphalt yacht club signing years ago and he started tripping out so hard tryna find out who did it. Same night janowksi was trippin on acid and talked to my pops for like two hours
Had it been me I'd have owned up like what you going to do? Especially when I focused it like yeah I did it?! You can buy another one rich motherfucka!!!!
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Used to skate with Mike Davis a lot, Rest In Peace:( He came over to my house to use my wifi a few years ago. The new iPhone was coming out and he wanted to be first in line at midnight, he brought me and my roommates snacks and weed to chill in the living room on his laptop for a few hours.
Sebo was at PSU tennis courts 2 days ago helping this kid learn half cab flips and filming it for him on his phone, it was awesome. Then my friend accidentally snaked him while he was trying to film a line and he got kinda over it and left lol. Super rad dude though.
Sebo is rad. Was filming my homie bs flip a 5 last week and he rolled up on a bike and watched my homie land it. Gave him a whistle.
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My brother spilled a beer on nyjahs board at an asphalt yacht club signing years ago and he started tripping out so hard tryna find out who did it. Same night janowksi was trippin on acid and talked to my pops for like two hours
I don't think Nyjah buys his skateboards.
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Got another JJ gem for yall.
2008 at Autumn skateshop (during height of chatroulette RIP) and a box came for jake from pig wheels. This box was morherfucked up. like 20 sets of wheels, bunch of shirts and hoodies, as well as a comically over-branded pigwheels duffelbag.
Jake did not ride for pig so the entire situation was fried and we’re all laughing at how many wheels they’d send someone they don’t even sponse.
he gave wheels to all the homies at the shop (got some cruiser wheels myself that lasted a decade shouts to Jake). then gave whatever was left to the shop to sell and dipped. pretty funny
Also just wanted to say this was pre-mindfield and he was doing nollie 180s both ways over a can standing up. I know tyshawn has done some wild shit over them cans, I ain’t hating. but Jake was nollieing over that shit when tyshawn went by TJ and skated 12th and a and was shorter than a trashcan. True can king
Free max b
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Dave Coyne came into the skate shop I worked at with two different shoes on, looking for a baseplate. He was all disheveled and looked like he was coming from a worksite but I don’t think that was what was going on. His board was all old and dusty. I gave him one because it was Dave Coyne.
At a bbq that Ricky Oyola was also at, smoking a blunt in the backyard. Rick was eating a plate of bbq ribs and said something because I skipped him in the cypher. The guy wanted to hit our blunt while he was eating ribs... I wasn’t going to say no but suffice to say I did not hit that blunt again
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Sorry to re-bump the thread but there was also a random clip of Penny comparing his teeth to some other former addict at some random skatepark in Europe. I only remember because a friend and I quoted it all the time when it came out - "my teeth are fucked as well."
Wonder if Flip hit them up as well.
they did.
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Sorry to re-bump the thread but there was also a random clip of Penny comparing his teeth to some other former addict at some random skatepark in Europe. I only remember because a friend and I quoted it all the time when it came out - "my teeth are fucked as well."
Wonder if Flip hit them up as well.
they did.
which is funny because i've been to a bunch of flip demos or signings, even had one in the shop i worked at over a decade ago. on every occasion it was obvious how at least half the team was high as fuck on whatever. it's crazy how they try to control what can be seen on the internet when they never bothered with any kind of professionalism in real life.
i love penny, but the few times i saw the guy irl, he was super friendly to everyone of course but he was always way too fried to skate and would just sit around smoking mad fat joints and almost pass out.
they obviously didn't care about moderation when it came to ali or bastiens public behavior or substance consumption. under flip arto went from a rural finnish kid that hated cigarettes or drugs in general into a chain smoking alcoholic. obviously the people running flip don't give a fuck all as long as their riders are still able to huck themselves down big shit and no one can find sketchy stuff on the web.
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really shitty.
Should asked for a box of boards in order to remove the vid - ransom style.
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Got another JJ gem for yall.
2008 at Autumn skateshop (during height of chatroulette RIP) and a box came for jake from pig wheels. This box was morherfucked up. like 20 sets of wheels, bunch of shirts and hoodies, as well as a comically over-branded pigwheels duffelbag.
Jake did not ride for pig so the entire situation was fried and we’re all laughing at how many wheels they’d send someone they don’t even sponse.
he gave wheels to all the homies at the shop (got some cruiser wheels myself that lasted a decade shouts to Jake). then gave whatever was left to the shop to sell and dipped. pretty funny
Also just wanted to say this was pre-mindfield and he was doing nollie 180s both ways over a can standing up. I know tyshawn has done some wild shit over them cans, I ain’t hating. but Jake was nollieing over that shit when tyshawn went by TJ and skated 12th and a and was shorter than a trashcan. True can king
Free max b
I also heard that they use the #jkjhnsn hashtag because he doesn't believe in vowels
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really shitty.
Should asked for a box of boards in order to remove the vid - ransom style.
Ruthless. I'd back it.
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Tenth grade, me and my friend had rode our bikes with our pads up to the Wendy's near our local park. We had our food and were sitting at our table, when we noticed a very attractive half asian half latina worker eyeing us up. Brace faced and with my smelly pads, I was wondering what she was up to.
Eventually, she comes up to us and asks us if we know who Clyde Singleton is. I had met Clyde once before, when he came up to our local straight from the beach, and borrowed my board to do a beautiful back smith on a declined quarterpipe in a pair of flip flops and wet swim trunks. So, we say yes, and she starts telling us he is her boyfriend. Explains to us that he's quite well endowed, and then says she's gonna call him so we can talk to him. Before we can protest, she has him dialed up, and we proceed to fumble through a conversation with him that he was very not interested in talking to us for, before she got back on the phone. Nice guy, though it was clear he was only nice to appease his chick. I think we did a lot in the way of confirming in her mind that he was actually a well known professional though.
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Tenth grade, me and my friend had rode our bikes with our pads up to the Wendy's near our local park. We had our food and were sitting at our table, when we noticed a very attractive half asian half latina worker eyeing us up. Brace faced and with my smelly pads, I was wondering what she was up to.
Eventually, she comes up to us and asks us if we know who Clyde Singleton is. I had met Clyde once before, when he came up to our local straight from the beach, and borrowed my board to do a beautiful back smith on a declined quarterpipe in a pair of flip flops and wet swim trunks. So, we say yes, and she starts telling us he is her boyfriend. Explains to us that he's quite well endowed, and then says she's gonna call him so we can talk to him. Before we can protest, she has him dialed up, and we proceed to fumble through a conversation with him that he was very not interested in talking to us for, before she got back on the phone. Nice guy, though it was clear he was only nice to appease his chick. I think we did a lot in the way of confirming in her mind that he was actually a well known professional though.
Damn, my girlfriend never goes around and tells strangers I have a huge penis and then makes me talk to them on the phone. I'm fucking up.
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long time listener first time caller here. i had to chime in with 1 where me and my friends were at the shop n TJ Rogers came in n demanded he only pay cost on the shop brand pants because "he's a professional skateboarder" n "everyone's going to see me wearing these pants"..... the young girl working didnt know what to do with how aggro he was demanding he only pays cost n had to get the manager to come n explain that hes ok to give him a discount but not cost. Then TJ did the "I'm a professional" lecture again very entitledly until the manager was so annoyed he gave up and TJ went and grabbed 2 more pairs. it always seems the people who portray themselves as the happiest coolest r usually low key the worst.
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idk who the fuck tj rogers is but i would have told him he had to pay $10 over the ticket price because he is a pro. what a fucking kook.
clyde wendys chick story is good
free max b
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jake johnson randomly texted my filmer friend, who he knew only very tenuously, from just a couple times, and asked for his sister's phone number, who jake had not met and could've only known of by creeping on filmer friend's tagged photos on IG. this was like 2 years after they had had any contact whatsoever.
jake johnson is going to horny jail
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idk who the fuck tj rogers is but i would have told him he had to pay $10 over the ticket price because he is a pro. what a fucking kook.
clyde wendys chick story is good
free max b
From comments (ahh the irony):
creaturesofhabit21
Where u got ur pants from?
https://www.instagram.com/p/CGu-QqhB1iJ/
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idk who the fuck tj rogers is but i would have told him he had to pay $10 over the ticket price because he is a pro. what a fucking kook.
clyde wendys chick story is good
free max b
From comments (ahh the irony):
creaturesofhabit21
Where u got ur pants from?
https://www.instagram.com/p/CGu-QqhB1iJ/
Even Appleyard is chiming in on the pants 👖
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Got another JJ gem for yall.
2008 at Autumn skateshop (during height of chatroulette RIP) and a box came for jake from pig wheels. This box was morherfucked up. like 20 sets of wheels, bunch of shirts and hoodies, as well as a comically over-branded pigwheels duffelbag.
Jake did not ride for pig so the entire situation was fried and we’re all laughing at how many wheels they’d send someone they don’t even sponse.
he gave wheels to all the homies at the shop (got some cruiser wheels myself that lasted a decade shouts to Jake). then gave whatever was left to the shop to sell and dipped. pretty funny
Also just wanted to say this was pre-mindfield and he was doing nollie 180s both ways over a can standing up. I know tyshawn has done some wild shit over them cans, I ain’t hating. but Jake was nollieing over that shit when tyshawn went by TJ and skated 12th and a and was shorter than a trashcan. True can king
Free max b
I also heard that they use the #jkjhnsn hashtag because he doesn't believe in vowels
I think it’s to separate him from New Girl fan pages
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https://www.instagram.com/p/CJhqcsThkt8/
How's the celebration and using it as a cover as well?
(https://img.redbull.com/images/c_crop,x_0,y_25,h_1688,w_2999/c_fill,w_1500,h_1000/q_auto,f_auto/redbullcom/2014/06/27/1331661758379_2/tj-rogers-portrait-away-from-the-equator-filming-singapore-hopfensperger)
Throw the claws up.
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Not gonna lie, TJ Rogers is a good endorser of pants, those look so fucking comfortable on him.
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Not gonna lie, TJ Rogers is a good endorser of pants, those look so fucking comfortable on him.
Aye, the story makes me kind of not like the dude, but the pants are dope.
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Dave Coyne came into the skate shop I worked at with two different shoes on, looking for a baseplate. He was all disheveled and looked like he was coming from a worksite but I don’t think that was what was going on. His board was all old and dusty. I gave him one because it was Dave Coyne.
Me and two of my friends were staying with a friend in Huntington Beach in the mid 00's and he was friends with Dave Coyne, so he came over to hang out, then we were all going skating in the morning so my friend was like "Dave is gonna crash here so we can all go skate early." Me and my friends were all crashing in the living room, which was basically the only place to crash, so Dave Coyne just crashed in there too. So in my late 20s I was at a sleepover party with someone who was in The Storm.
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My friend got me into the "Media" section of a Red Bull Triple Set event, and TJ was skating in it. He took a break and tried to walk into the Media section and security rejected him, not recognizing him. Someone had to quickly come vouch for him because he was immediately upset. I may have even yelled, "Yo, that's TJ!!" Poor TJ.
Also attended a Mike Blabac photo show at a brewery in San Diego. I was freshly 21 and giddy to see some pros and drink beer. I see Peter Smolik and fan out and say "Hey Smolik! Can I buy you a beer?" as a "clever" conversation starter. He enthusiastically says "Hell yeah!!" and so we both waited in line to grab a beer. I half expected him to say "Oh thank you but I'm good!" Instead, I bought Peter Smolik a craft beer.
I overheard him later at the event saying something like "Where's the free beer at?? Thought it was free!"
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It was mid morning and I had the day off. Was going to meet up with some friends to go street skating. So I go to the Walnut Creek park to warm up. It was one of those rare days nobody was at the park. I got the whole place to myself. 10 minutes later Julien Stranger shows up by himself.
So it’s just the two of us rolling around. On my way out I say hi and shake his hand. Then I tell him
“Want to know my favorite footage of you?”. He looked at me with a weird face like he didn’t want to hear it. So I said “ when you called Stanley Roberts a kook”. His face changed and let out a loud laugh and said “that’s my favorite too”!
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It was mid morning and I had the day off. Was going to meet up with some friends to go street skating. So I go to the Walnut Creek park to warm up. It was one of those rare days nobody was at the park. I got the whole place to myself. 10 minutes later Julien Stranger shows up by himself.
So it’s just the two of us rolling around. On my way out I say hi and shake his hand. Then I tell him
“Want to know my favorite footage of you?”. He looked at me with a weird face like he didn’t want to hear it. So I said “ when you called Stanley Roberts a kook”. His face changed and let out a loud laugh and said “that’s my favorite too”!
Legend
Is Stranger an alcho? Or was that someone trolling on here
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It was mid morning and I had the day off. Was going to meet up with some friends to go street skating. So I go to the Walnut Creek park to warm up. It was one of those rare days nobody was at the park. I got the whole place to myself. 10 minutes later Julien Stranger shows up by himself.
So it’s just the two of us rolling around. On my way out I say hi and shake his hand. Then I tell him
“Want to know my favorite footage of you?”. He looked at me with a weird face like he didn’t want to hear it. So I said “ when you called Stanley Roberts a kook”. His face changed and let out a loud laugh and said “that’s my favorite too”!
props to you, i had this exact same experience at soma park one morning but i was too much of a weirdo to say hi
just skated with my favorite pro in silence
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I went to Slam City Jam that one major year ...1997?
The one where he crooked down the Whiterock rail holding his boombox.
Anyway, that night everyone is hanging out back downtown outside some bar including Muska. He sees a street musician/guitar busker and liked him enough that he gave him a wad of cash to follow him around to set a good vibe and for the rest of the night it was like a moving party, like his own personal movie soundtrack. Epic.
All these muska stories make me love him even more than I already did. Amazing.
Could have been the same year or the next but there was a year where the BBQ was moved. No one got the memo and Everyone ended up at white rock, including Muska.....
No BBQ, no problem....Muska goes to Safeway, buys everything.....
Legend.
There was that Supra demo years later in Vancouver where Skytop Muska skated in the rain. Skytop Muska doesn't need to....or shouldn't even skate (I think physically he was fucked up). Nope.....still the Muska.
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jake johnson randomly texted my filmer friend, who he knew only very tenuously, from just a couple times, and asked for his sister's phone number, who jake had not met and could've only known of by creeping on filmer friend's tagged photos on IG. this was like 2 years after they had had any contact whatsoever.
jake johnson is going to horny jail
Made weirder by the fact JJ doesn’t have IG
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jake johnson randomly texted my filmer friend, who he knew only very tenuously, from just a couple times, and asked for his sister's phone number, who jake had not met and could've only known of by creeping on filmer friend's tagged photos on IG. this was like 2 years after they had had any contact whatsoever.
jake johnson is going to horny jail
Made weirder by the fact JJ doesn’t have IG
lock him up!
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i recently had a dream in which i entered a foursome situation with torey pudwill but he just sat in the corner and jerked himself off through some matix pants
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It was mid morning and I had the day off. Was going to meet up with some friends to go street skating. So I go to the Walnut Creek park to warm up. It was one of those rare days nobody was at the park. I got the whole place to myself. 10 minutes later Julien Stranger shows up by himself.
So it’s just the two of us rolling around. On my way out I say hi and shake his hand. Then I tell him
“Want to know my favorite footage of you?”. He looked at me with a weird face like he didn’t want to hear it. So I said “ when you called Stanley Roberts a kook”. His face changed and let out a loud laugh and said “that’s my favorite too”!
Legend
Is Stranger an alcho? Or was that someone trolling on here
IDK but stranger was a super vocal homophobe until BA came out. and spent 2004-2010 riding track bikes
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It was mid morning and I had the day off. Was going to meet up with some friends to go street skating. So I go to the Walnut Creek park to warm up. It was one of those rare days nobody was at the park. I got the whole place to myself. 10 minutes later Julien Stranger shows up by himself.
So it’s just the two of us rolling around. On my way out I say hi and shake his hand. Then I tell him
“Want to know my favorite footage of you?”. He looked at me with a weird face like he didn’t want to hear it. So I said “ when you called Stanley Roberts a kook”. His face changed and let out a loud laugh and said “that’s my favorite too”!
Legend
Is Stranger an alcho? Or was that someone trolling on here
IDK but stranger was a super vocal homophobe until BA came out. and spent 2004-2010 riding track bikes
I never heard about this. I always thought he was down with the outcasts.
Tell me more, or offer proof if you have any
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It was mid morning and I had the day off. Was going to meet up with some friends to go street skating. So I go to the Walnut Creek park to warm up. It was one of those rare days nobody was at the park. I got the whole place to myself. 10 minutes later Julien Stranger shows up by himself.
So it’s just the two of us rolling around. On my way out I say hi and shake his hand. Then I tell him
“Want to know my favorite footage of you?”. He looked at me with a weird face like he didn’t want to hear it. So I said “ when you called Stanley Roberts a kook”. His face changed and let out a loud laugh and said “that’s my favorite too”!
Legend
Is Stranger an alcho? Or was that someone trolling on here
IDK but stranger was a super vocal homophobe until BA came out. and spent 2004-2010 riding track bikes
I never heard about this. I always thought he was down with the outcasts.
Tell me more, or offer proof if you have any
When it comes to deluxe, the reciepts are there, but it’s difficult to find the buried bodies.
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My friend got me into the "Media" section of a Red Bull Triple Set event, and TJ was skating in it. He took a break and tried to walk into the Media section and security rejected him, not recognizing him. Someone had to quickly come vouch for him because he was immediately upset. I may have even yelled, "Yo, that's TJ!!" Poor TJ.
Also attended a Mike Blabac photo show at a brewery in San Diego. I was freshly 21 and giddy to see some pros and drink beer. I see Peter Smolik and fan out and say "Hey Smolik! Can I buy you a beer?" as a "clever" conversation starter. He enthusiastically says "Hell yeah!!" and so we both waited in line to grab a beer. I half expected him to say "Oh thank you but I'm good!" Instead, I bought Peter Smolik a craft beer.
I overheard him later at the event saying something like "Where's the free beer at?? Thought it was free!"
this is so funny to me because I've bought Peter Smolik a few beers myself and I know I'm not the only one here...
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jake johnson randomly texted my filmer friend, who he knew only very tenuously, from just a couple times, and asked for his sister's phone number, who jake had not met and could've only known of by creeping on filmer friend's tagged photos on IG. this was like 2 years after they had had any contact whatsoever.
jake johnson is going to horny jail
Made weirder by the fact JJ doesn’t have IG
jake johnson has a secret IG account exclusively used for hitting up filmers' sisters
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at the time, this was a while ago, he actually briefly did have an IG (@jkjhnsn). he mostly posted retro-futuristic architecture drawings (and trolled for hot sisters).
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
I’d probably fuck a hooker way before I would try crack lol. Been with a few strippers, hooker would probably be fun if you got the right kind.
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I've been flatland skimboarding with Bill.....seemed pretty chill to me....
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
I’d probably fuck a hooker way before I would try crack lol. Been with a few strippers, hooker would probably be fun if you got the right kind.
I would fuck a hooker and smoke a boatload of crack before I would live under a ramp for a few years, lol
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
I’d probably fuck a hooker way before I would try crack lol. Been with a few strippers, hooker would probably be fun if you got the right kind.
I would fuck a hooker and smoke a boatload of crack before I would live under a ramp for a few years, lol
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jake johnson randomly texted my filmer friend, who he knew only very tenuously, from just a couple times, and asked for his sister's phone number, who jake had not met and could've only known of by creeping on filmer friend's tagged photos on IG. this was like 2 years after they had had any contact whatsoever.
jake johnson is going to horny jail
Link to sister's IG?
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
Ohhhh yeah I got the bell ringers, like that feeling of euphoria when you’re doing a huge nitrous hit it was fun.
This pertains to living under the ramp,
As long as you can listen to music whilst sleeping and deal with the occasional spider or insects you’d be good. Keep it bare minimum so nothing can build a nest, if you had to store your gear plastic buckets and duffle bags for dirty laundry.
Edit......
I believe some pals were confused about my ramblings about living under a ramp, I swear I have mild brain damage and my text seems to take over whilst trying to explain etc....
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You are so nonchalant about it man. Just like "hey I slept under a ramp for a couple years and smoke crack, no biggie."
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I was at Macba in the early 2000s.
Flo Marfaing and Alex Carolina we’re skating lots and killing it of course. Alex filmed a line where he did nollie back bigspin, switch varial flip (both on flat), then switch flip over the grate and wall. He tried for like 3 days I think (maybe like 1-2 hours a day). Not trying to hate on him at all, it was amazing, and he’s sick to watch in person.
Anyways, right after he landed it Flo started trying a line. Switch tail, cab back tail, switch flip on flat, then switch back 180 over the grate and wall. He literally did it in like 4 or 5 tries (could have been a few less or more). I got the sense that being the good homie and mensch that he is, he waited patiently for Alex to get his clip, before effortlessly getting his line on the same spot. Was kind of funny
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
As long as you can listen to music whilst sleeping and deal with the occasional spider or insects you’d be good. Keep it bare minimum so nothing can build a nest, if you had to store your gear plastic buckets and duffle bags for dirty laundry.
Took me a moment to realise this bit wasn't about smoking crack
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A few summers ago I was skating the curbs under the Hawthorne bridge in Portland on a random weekday and a white van pulls up, Ty Evans gets out and walks over to where we were sitting and drinking and introduces himself. Dudes got out and started pushing around but I didn’t recognize any of them. weird bc there was absolutely nothing going down, there were like 3 of us and these curbs are def not a destination spot even for spot-dry Portland. Imagine being at ur dirty local “tall boy and bbq” curbs and ty evans shows up w a steadicam
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
my friend calls this the "wah-wahs". he's off hard drugs now.
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
Bill Danforth : Good influence *If you live under a ramp and have the hook ups.
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when jorge simoes was on jart, he went to el toro with adrian b, he broke his board and jorge lent him his board and he landed the backside tail on the el toro rail
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
As long as you can listen to music whilst sleeping and deal with the occasional spider or insects you’d be good. Keep it bare minimum so nothing can build a nest, if you had to store your gear plastic buckets and duffle bags for dirty laundry.
Took me a moment to realise this bit wasn't about smoking crack
Same here.
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It's 1999 and the shop that sponsors me hooks up a demo with Koston, Carroll and Chico. The first demo of this caliber skater for Central America, and it is a huge deal for all the local skaters, most had never seen a pro skater live, much less Koston and Carroll at their peak.
The shop owner is a surfer and couldn't care less about driving these dudes around so he asks me to take them to spots and whatnot. My car had gotten broken into the night before and they'd stolen my stereo, speakers even the rear-view mirror, but I was down to drive them anyway. So I go to the hotel and they all jump in the car and 5 seconds in and Koston starts talking shit about my car. He just assumes off the bat that I did not speak English and just starts getting really into the shit talking. "This fucking car, what the fuck, put on some beats! oh you can't hahahah, oh look, no rear-view, theres' no looking back!
There were comments of the sort all the way to the spot, but Chico and Carroll weren't really into his routine, so he starts to rip harder on everything: the roads, the sidewalks, the traffic...
Finally we get to the spot and Carroll asks me if there was a store near by, so I tell him and Koston hears me speaking English and I could tell for a second he was like "oh shit" but really didnt care.
He did leave his sample eS Koston 2 in my car which I assumed were his way of saying sorry.
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It's 1999 and the shop that sponsors me hooks up a demo with Koston, Carroll and Chico. The first demo of this caliber skater for Central America, and it is a huge deal for all the local skaters, most had never seen a pro skater live, much less Koston and Carroll at their peak.
The shop owner is a surfer and couldn't care less about driving these dudes around so he asks me to take them to spots and whatnot. My car had gotten broken into the night before and they'd stolen my stereo, speakers even the rear-view mirror, but I was down to drive them anyway. So I go to the hotel and they all jump in the car and 5 seconds in and Koston starts talking shit about my car. He just assumes off the bat that I did not speak English and just starts getting really into the shit talking. "This fucking car, what the fuck, put on some beats! oh you can't hahahah, oh look, no rear-view, theres' no looking back!
There were comments of the sort all the way to the spot, but Chico and Carroll weren't really into his routine, so he starts to rip harder on everything: the roads, the sidewalks, the traffic...
Finally we get to the spot and Carroll asks me if there was a store near by, so I tell him and Koston hears me speaking English and I could tell for a second he was like "oh shit" but really didnt care.
He did leave his sample eS Koston 2 in my car which I assumed were his way of saying sorry.
That's so funny. Typical douche Koston behavior... Still the goat.
What were Carroll and Chico like ?
If I could choose to meet and 3 skaters it probably would be them
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It's 1999 and the shop that sponsors me hooks up a demo with Koston, Carroll and Chico. The first demo of this caliber skater for Central America, and it is a huge deal for all the local skaters, most had never seen a pro skater live, much less Koston and Carroll at their peak.
The shop owner is a surfer and couldn't care less about driving these dudes around so he asks me to take them to spots and whatnot. My car had gotten broken into the night before and they'd stolen my stereo, speakers even the rear-view mirror, but I was down to drive them anyway. So I go to the hotel and they all jump in the car and 5 seconds in and Koston starts talking shit about my car. He just assumes off the bat that I did not speak English and just starts getting really into the shit talking. "This fucking car, what the fuck, put on some beats! oh you can't hahahah, oh look, no rear-view, theres' no looking back!
There were comments of the sort all the way to the spot, but Chico and Carroll weren't really into his routine, so he starts to rip harder on everything: the roads, the sidewalks, the traffic...
Finally we get to the spot and Carroll asks me if there was a store near by, so I tell him and Koston hears me speaking English and I could tell for a second he was like "oh shit" but really didnt care.
He did leave his sample eS Koston 2 in my car which I assumed were his way of saying sorry.
That's so funny. Typical douche Koston behavior... Still the goat.
What were Carroll and Chico like ?
If I could choose to meet and 3 skaters it probably would be them
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Well maybe swap Koston for Muska or Heath ha
Carroll had just bought a minidisc player on a trip to japan always had the headphones on, but mostly he spoke when he was spoken to. He was patient with the kids and ripped in the demo.
Chico was a blast but was already skating less and partying more.
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You are so nonchalant about it man. Just like "hey I slept under a ramp for a couple years and smoke crack, no biggie."
Well I mean if you were offered free crack and you were skating with your favorite pro? I mean yeah might as well fuck it.
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It's 1999 and the shop that sponsors me hooks up a demo with Koston, Carroll and Chico. The first demo of this caliber skater for Central America, and it is a huge deal for all the local skaters, most had never seen a pro skater live, much less Koston and Carroll at their peak.
The shop owner is a surfer and couldn't care less about driving these dudes around so he asks me to take them to spots and whatnot. My car had gotten broken into the night before and they'd stolen my stereo, speakers even the rear-view mirror, but I was down to drive them anyway. So I go to the hotel and they all jump in the car and 5 seconds in and Koston starts talking shit about my car. He just assumes off the bat that I did not speak English and just starts getting really into the shit talking. "This fucking car, what the fuck, put on some beats! oh you can't hahahah, oh look, no rear-view, theres' no looking back!
There were comments of the sort all the way to the spot, but Chico and Carroll weren't really into his routine, so he starts to rip harder on everything: the roads, the sidewalks, the traffic...
Finally we get to the spot and Carroll asks me if there was a store near by, so I tell him and Koston hears me speaking English and I could tell for a second he was like "oh shit" but really didnt care.
He did leave his sample eS Koston 2 in my car which I assumed were his way of saying sorry.
That's so funny. Typical douche Koston behavior... Still the goat.
What were Carroll and Chico like ?
If I could choose to meet and 3 skaters it probably would be them
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Well maybe swap Koston for Muska or Heath ha
Carroll had just bought a minidisc player on a trip to japan always had the headphones on, but mostly he spoke when he was spoken to. He was patient with the kids and ripped in the demo.
Chico was a blast but was already skating less and partying more.
Boy it’d be hard not to rip on Koston in Spanish with Chico like you hearing this garbage?!
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bill danforth is your favorite pro?!
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bill danforth is your favorite pro?!
well theyre both into crack that probably helps
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bill danforth is your favorite pro?!
Is he not yours?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C0kRE4OTzdo
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When you love to watch mongo pushing you only have so many options.
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When you love to watch mongo pushing you only have so many options.
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When you love to watch mongo pushing you only have so many options.
That’s what it’s all about!
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This guy I know pretty well told me he was in a car with some other people going to skate a new pool and someone in the car says man nobody’s allowed to film a smith because peewee’s claimed smith he’s gonna come skate it soon
I mean I wasn’t even there but that is the most ridiculous shit I ever heard I always thought it was too weird to make up hahaha
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It was 2004, my friend Tyler and I were walking around Wheezer Idaho. Ran in Johnny Ferguson himself. What was he doing you ask? You’ll never know, it’s a fucking secret. I got Johnny’s back for life!
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*golf clap*
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Had a similar story where the birdhouse team were in town to do a demo (street skaters such as Clint Walker, Jaws and Riley Hawk). Since we had a few hours to kill before the demo started, the local shop I worked for asked me to drive them around to spots, so I took them to a ditch nearby. Nothing too crazy happened besides watching them rip a ditch that I could barely skate.
However, the funny thing is that I remember Riley Hawk smoking like half a pack of Marlboro during the session, and then went on to give this passionate speech at the demo about how he made a commitment to never smoking as part of that Truth anti-Smoking Campaign. I guess he decided to quit in that hour between the ditch and the demo.
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Sweden, in 2006, in a parking lot after a failed demo due to rain, I saw a drunk Angel Ramirez harass (not sexually) some teenage emo girls while being egged on by the rest of the Foundation team (except for Mike Rusczyk and Duffman who kept low profiles). The teenage girls tried to get close to the Foundation guys and was trying to start a conversation with them but every time they got close, Angel attacked them like a guard dog, throwing beer cans at them, calling them names, chasing them away, over and over again. It was filmed and parts of it ended up in some tour video if I'm not mistaken.
Not as weird as most stories in this thread but by today's standards, that sort of behavior would probably be considered weird and frowned upon.
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Sweden, in 2006, in a parking lot after a failed demo due to rain, I saw a drunk Angel Ramirez harass (not sexually) some teenage emo girls while being egged on by the rest of the Foundation team (except for Mike Rusczyk and Duffman who kept low profiles). The teenage girls tried to get close to the Foundation guys and was trying to start a conversation with them but every time they got close, Angel attacked them like a guard dog, throwing beer cans at them, calling them names, chasing them away, over and over again. It was filmed and parts of it ended up in some tour video if I'm not mistaken.
Not as weird as most stories in this thread but by today's standards, that sort of behavior would probably be considered weird and frowned upon.
Not necessarily behavior I would want to be associated with but this sounds like it was hilarious to watch from the sidelines.
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Sweden, in 2006, in a parking lot after a failed demo due to rain, I saw a drunk Angel Ramirez harass (not sexually) some teenage emo girls while being egged on by the rest of the Foundation team (except for Mike Rusczyk and Duffman who kept low profiles). The teenage girls tried to get close to the Foundation guys and was trying to start a conversation with them but every time they got close, Angel attacked them like a guard dog, throwing beer cans at them, calling them names, chasing them away, over and over again. It was filmed and parts of it ended up in some tour video if I'm not mistaken.
Not as weird as most stories in this thread but by today's standards, that sort of behavior would probably be considered weird and frowned upon.
Teenage girls shouldn't be hanging out with them honestly but damn that was a shitty way of reacting
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“Mademoiselle, you are far too young to be around depravity. Please enjoy your afternoon amongst the wildflowers, ma chère.”
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This guy I know pretty well told me he was in a car with some other people going to skate a new pool and someone in the car says man nobody’s allowed to film a smith because peewee’s claimed smith he’s gonna come skate it soon
I mean I wasn’t even there but that is the most ridiculous shit I ever heard I always thought it was too weird to make up hahaha
Elijah Berle bike locks rails. That’s next level
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This guy I know pretty well told me he was in a car with some other people going to skate a new pool and someone in the car says man nobody’s allowed to film a smith because peewee’s claimed smith he’s gonna come skate it soon
I mean I wasn’t even there but that is the most ridiculous shit I ever heard I always thought it was too weird to make up hahaha
Really? That's fucked if true. Not quite as bad as rumors I've heard of pros making spots unskateable once they're done with it, like actually cutting off a part of the rail.
Always found it amusing when skaters get possessive over spots though, like are you really that threatened by the idea of someone else doing a trick there?
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I gotta say, I've been on slap for 13 years and this story of a dude living under a ramp and smoking crack with Bill Danforth may be my favourite thing I've heard on here the entire time.
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I gotta say, I've been on slap for 13 years and this story of a dude living under a ramp and smoking crack with Bill Danforth may be my favourite thing I've heard on here the entire time.
Agreed
And I thought it was all pussies on here.
Holy moly.
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who the fuck is peewee
free max b
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Daniel Monkress, right?
Waiting for the collective “who?!”
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who the fuck is peewee
free max b
peewee is one of the biggest kooks, if not the biggest kook in australian skateboarding and should not be discussed as a "pro", or for that matter discussed at all.
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who the fuck is peewee
free max b
peewee is one of the biggest kooks, if not the biggest kook in australian skateboarding and should not be discussed as a "pro", or for that matter discussed at all.
Didn’t he ride for like kreper trucks?
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entirely different people with the same nickname
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Man I just wanted to tell the story haha
Agree with you 100% lmao
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entirely different people with the same nickname
Lol crazy. I’d be bummed if my nickname was peewee, especially if there was already one..
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Man I just wanted to tell the story haha
Agree with you 100% lmao
no disrespect intended towards you - i love your posts and to be honest i loved reading that petty little tale of kookiness. he's the worst.
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This guy I know pretty well told me he was in a car with some other people going to skate a new pool and someone in the car says man nobody’s allowed to film a smith because peewee’s claimed smith he’s gonna come skate it soon
I mean I wasn’t even there but that is the most ridiculous shit I ever heard I always thought it was too weird to make up hahaha
Really? That's fucked if true. Not quite as bad as rumors I've heard of pros making spots unskateable once they're done with it, like actually cutting off a part of the rail.
Always found it amusing when skaters get possessive over spots though, like are you really that threatened by the idea of someone else doing a trick there?
You can believe what you want, but both Elijah and other dudes who were there all said that did not happen.
Well according to Slash it's true that dude's will fuck up a spot for their own amusement, which is lame as fuck.
I don't mind if someone is weird but if someone is whack or suspect there's not much to save yourself from cruel scrutiny.
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This guy I know pretty well told me he was in a car with some other people going to skate a new pool and someone in the car says man nobody’s allowed to film a smith because peewee’s claimed smith he’s gonna come skate it soon
I mean I wasn’t even there but that is the most ridiculous shit I ever heard I always thought it was too weird to make up hahaha
Really? That's fucked if true. Not quite as bad as rumors I've heard of pros making spots unskateable once they're done with it, like actually cutting off a part of the rail.
Always found it amusing when skaters get possessive over spots though, like are you really that threatened by the idea of someone else doing a trick there?
You can believe what you want, but both Elijah and other dudes who were there all said that did not happen.
I don't mind if someone is weird but if someone is whack or suspect there's not much to save yourself from cruel scrutiny.
I don't doubt that some people will go to great lengths to do that and I have seen it happen as well, eg Creature on King of the Road completely removed all the concrete added to the barrier spot so no other teams could skate it or get the points, but if you actually read or listened to the interviews from others regarding that particular incident, you might understand that the bike lock was already there and it was just moved down so that they could skate it.
This is where you can believe what you want, really and it makes no difference to me, but I guess that is all part of the wonder and joy that is Slap hey?
It is the weird stories about pros thread, so after all.
Carry on. :)
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
This pertains to living under the ramp,
As long as you can listen to music whilst sleeping and deal with the occasional spider or insects you’d be good. Keep it bare minimum so nothing can build a nest, if you had to store your gear plastic buckets and duffle bags for dirty laundry.
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I believe some pals were confused about my ramblings about living under a ramp, I swear I have mild brain damage and my text seems to take over whilst trying to explain etc....
Not to completely hijack the thread, but for just a slight digression, can we get some of those Weird Stories About Living Under a Ramp for 3 Years? Clearly there have to be some entertaining tales, esp if smoking crack was on the menu.
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
This pertains to living under the ramp,
As long as you can listen to music whilst sleeping and deal with the occasional spider or insects you’d be good. Keep it bare minimum so nothing can build a nest, if you had to store your gear plastic buckets and duffle bags for dirty laundry.
Edit......
I believe some pals were confused about my ramblings about living under a ramp, I swear I have mild brain damage and my text seems to take over whilst trying to explain etc....
Not to completely hijack the thread, but for just a slight digression, can we get some of those Weird Stories About Living Under a Ramp for 3 Years? Clearly there have to be some entertaining tales, esp if smoking crack was on the menu.
Serious question.
When sleeping rough how do people protect themselves from pests ? Rats , mice etc
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
This pertains to living under the ramp,
As long as you can listen to music whilst sleeping and deal with the occasional spider or insects you’d be good. Keep it bare minimum so nothing can build a nest, if you had to store your gear plastic buckets and duffle bags for dirty laundry.
Edit......
I believe some pals were confused about my ramblings about living under a ramp, I swear I have mild brain damage and my text seems to take over whilst trying to explain etc....
Not to completely hijack the thread, but for just a slight digression, can we get some of those Weird Stories About Living Under a Ramp for 3 Years? Clearly there have to be some entertaining tales, esp if smoking crack was on the menu.
Serious question.
When sleeping rough how do people protect themselves from pests ? Rats , mice etc
Well some of us have the compassion for having pets. I felt disposable I wanted a pet to replace my loneliest moments as forbkeeping lil critters away.
Ya figure medium sized dog or cat $45 for a month’s dry food add in yearly shots and stuff $90 little odds and ends for random incidents like fleas and heart worm meds you can do that on the relatively modest income.
As far as wild stories well did you guy’s know that carpentry and meth somehow get jobs done faster? Notice how I said done faster and not well? I wasn’t involved in their shenanigans but I did hear a lot of things that probably weren’t supposed to be heard
This is one of the blandest ones.... between two dude’s.
Yeah man I’ve got that job in East ridge but I’ve skipped on this reinforced stairs totally doing a halfassed job on places that we’re going to have be replaced.
Inbetween hearing sniffing and coughing, I’m not stupid.
Not to mention the couple gals that were forcefully booted, I didn’t have an issue with them and tried to not involve myself buttttttt I’m a sucker for it as I’ll get a blowey out of it who knows?!
At one point I was definitely partaking but it’s not really worth my sanity living that way. I wouldn’t want my name attached to shitty carpentry and I hate tweakers repeat I HATE TWEAKERS!!!!
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Did you have issues with people skating the ramp whilst you were trying to sleep underneath it?
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Did you have issues with people skating the ramp whilst you were trying to sleep underneath it?
asking the important questions
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I got hammered at a college party in Raleigh NC in like 2010-2011 or so, around when the WTF foundation video came out. It was at a skate house and I guess the team was in town for a premier or tour or something. I’m stumbling through the living room to go smoke a blunt with my buddy and seemingly out of nowhere in my drunken haze I realize Dan Murphy and Abdias Rivera were in front of me. I proceeded to tell Dan how stoked I was on his skating and like gassing him up awkwardly for a few minutes while Abdias is just standing there. I didn’t get the vibe that he wanted me to recognize him or anything but it was still awkward. I remember thinking Dan was a bit old to be hanging out at college parties, skate house or not.
In 2004/5 or so I beat Kyle Berard in a game of skate at the first dc skate plaza dyrdek built. He was super friendly and probably sandbagged so I could win and be hyped as a youngish kid on beating a pro. Then Haslam and Gailea Momolu pulled up in a souped up Chrysler 300 and haslam skated flat for a bit landing basically everything. Gailea just kind of lurked in the car and got out every now and then.
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
This pertains to living under the ramp,
As long as you can listen to music whilst sleeping and deal with the occasional spider or insects you’d be good. Keep it bare minimum so nothing can build a nest, if you had to store your gear plastic buckets and duffle bags for dirty laundry.
Edit......
I believe some pals were confused about my ramblings about living under a ramp, I swear I have mild brain damage and my text seems to take over whilst trying to explain etc....
Not to completely hijack the thread, but for just a slight digression, can we get some of those Weird Stories About Living Under a Ramp for 3 Years? Clearly there have to be some entertaining tales, esp if smoking crack was on the menu.
Serious question.
When sleeping rough how do people protect themselves from pests ? Rats , mice etc
Ya figure medium sized dog or cat $45 for a month’s dry food add in yearly shots and stuff $90 little odds and ends for random incidents like fleas and heart worm meds you can do that on the relatively modest income.
As far as wild stories well did you guy’s know that carpentry and meth somehow get jobs done faster? Notice how I said done faster and not well? I wasn’t involved in their shenanigans but I did hear a lot of things that probably weren’t supposed to be heard
This is one of the blandest ones.... between two dude’s.
Yeah man I’ve got that job in East ridge but I’ve skipped on this reinforced stairs totally doing a halfassed job on places that we’re going to have be replaced.
Inbetween hearing sniffing and coughing, I’m not stupid.
Not to mention the couple gals that were forcefully booted, I didn’t have an issue with them and tried to not involve myself buttttttt I’m a sucker for it as I’ll get a blowey out of it who knows?!
At one point I was definitely partaking but it’s not really worth my sanity living that way. I wouldn’t want my name attached to shitty carpentry and I hate tweakers repeat I HATE TWEAKERS!!!!
You from chatt? Which bridge was it lol
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
And your only telling us this now? Lol
That's a good one..
How was the crack?
This pertains to living under the ramp,
As long as you can listen to music whilst sleeping and deal with the occasional spider or insects you’d be good. Keep it bare minimum so nothing can build a nest, if you had to store your gear plastic buckets and duffle bags for dirty laundry.
Edit......
I believe some pals were confused about my ramblings about living under a ramp, I swear I have mild brain damage and my text seems to take over whilst trying to explain etc....
Not to completely hijack the thread, but for just a slight digression, can we get some of those Weird Stories About Living Under a Ramp for 3 Years? Clearly there have to be some entertaining tales, esp if smoking crack was on the menu.
Serious question.
When sleeping rough how do people protect themselves from pests ? Rats , mice etc
Ya figure medium sized dog or cat $45 for a month’s dry food add in yearly shots and stuff $90 little odds and ends for random incidents like fleas and heart worm meds you can do that on the relatively modest income.
As far as wild stories well did you guy’s know that carpentry and meth somehow get jobs done faster? Notice how I said done faster and not well? I wasn’t involved in their shenanigans but I did hear a lot of things that probably weren’t supposed to be heard
This is one of the blandest ones.... between two dude’s.
Yeah man I’ve got that job in East ridge but I’ve skipped on this reinforced stairs totally doing a halfassed job on places that we’re going to have be replaced.
Inbetween hearing sniffing and coughing, I’m not stupid.
Not to mention the couple gals that were forcefully booted, I didn’t have an issue with them and tried to not involve myself buttttttt I’m a sucker for it as I’ll get a blowey out of it who knows?!
At one point I was definitely partaking but it’s not really worth my sanity living that way. I wouldn’t want my name attached to shitty carpentry and I hate tweakers repeat I HATE TWEAKERS!!!!
Naww I never rolled around the bridges, I was either in suck creek or Hixon l spent some time in north Chattanooga and Patton Towers along with St Elmo and Lookout mountain.
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I got one for you guy's, so this was early 2000's.
I was living under a ramp in Chattanooga 8' and 4' they had an escalator type of coping. they had a alcove for random stuff and storage. I fixed it up and put a double bed inside and lived there for a few years.
Anyways there's a good band and party happening fucking Bill Danforth is seriously there... He's always been a good influence oine so I'm totally blowing it and gushing it up.
Dude is having fun and chatting up everyone and the parties dying down he's still going hard finally he asked me where's some hooker's and crack?!
I'm like ughhhh I know the spots and we go out score some crack.I can honestly say I don't ever think I could fuck a hooker.
https://youtu.be/pVmK0agsUmI
“how often do the trains skaters go by?”
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This guy I know pretty well told me he was in a car with some other people going to skate a new pool and someone in the car says man nobody’s allowed to film a smith because peewee’s claimed smith he’s gonna come skate it soon
I mean I wasn’t even there but that is the most ridiculous shit I ever heard I always thought it was too weird to make up hahaha
Really? That's fucked if true. Not quite as bad as rumors I've heard of pros making spots unskateable once they're done with it, like actually cutting off a part of the rail.
Always found it amusing when skaters get possessive over spots though, like are you really that threatened by the idea of someone else doing a trick there?
You can believe what you want, but both Elijah and other dudes who were there all said that did not happen.
I don't mind if someone is weird but if someone is whack or suspect there's not much to save yourself from cruel scrutiny.
I don't doubt that some people will go to great lengths to do that and I have seen it happen as well, eg Creature on King of the Road completely removed all the concrete added to the barrier spot so no other teams could skate it or get the points, but if you actually read or listened to the interviews from others regarding that particular incident, you might understand that the bike lock was already there and it was just moved down so that they could skate it.
This is where you can believe what you want, really and it makes no difference to me, but I guess that is all part of the wonder and joy that is Slap hey?
It is the weird stories about pros thread, so after all.
Carry on. :)
In an earlier king of the road there was a challenge to skate a secret pool in Albany. I recall one team got there first and then paid off the local shop to not tell the other teams where it was (since you needed a local to take you there, also the locals didn't want it getting blown out), so it became a thing when Zero rolled through and they wouldn't give them directions. I believe Jamie had to threaten the shop to take away their Zero account in order to get directions.
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Not a weird story but it was my first and only encounter with pros.
Back in 2012 I was like 14 and the Fallen team came to Portugal to do a demo. They skate the park and everyone's hyped up and I'm super happy to see Jimmy Carlin in person. Knowing he's a big Sonic fan I bring my Sonic the Hedgehog shirt and at the end they autographed this Fallen poster that everyone got. So I'm in line getting my shit signed and dapping everybody and when I get to Jimmy I'm standing there with my hand up while he signs it and Tommy Sandoval says: wait kid. I realized he was drawing Sonic at the back of my poster and signed my shirt aswell afterwards. I was soooooo hyped you can't even imagine.
I never wore that shirt again I just hanged it in my closet dirty and sweaty I couldn't risk washing it. The poster is still hanged in my bedroom wall and it's a cool story to tell whenever I show somebody the back of the poster.
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I believe Jamie had to threaten the shop to take away their Zero account in order to get directions.
Imagine owning a shop and Jamie threatens to take away your Zero account. That's like going into a candy shop and threatening to take away their black jelly bean account.
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not exactly weird butttttt, I was passing by a house and saw a mini ramp in the front yard, so my dad stopped the car and went to see (like a dad would do) who was the owner and shit. 5 min later the dude invited me to skate later in the day.
So I went there in the afternoon and Rodrigo Gerdal* was there, I freaked internally because I'm cool as fuck and just skated for like 4 hours with them all (there were also a couple of old heads). My dad brought beers to the dudes and mf Rodrigo smoked a joint very close to him as I was praying he didnt notice it was crazy-grass. I was glad he didnt notice because he was fucking mental about "drugs" and I was 13/14 at the time.
PS: Im brazilian and worship Rodrigo Gerdal, he's a fucking legend and seemed like a very calm n' down to earth dude :D
One time two friends of mine and me were drinking (lightly except one of them) and we met Filipe Ortiz and his homies.
Nothing TOO crazy until my hammered friend spit this fucking lines to Filipe:
"I was always a huge fan of you and stuff" THEN "you're good and lands every trick really nicely, BUT my nollie inwards are better than YOURS"
Filipe and his friends just stared at my friend for like 10 seconds as I was freezed and cringed, than the conversation just finished and we took out.
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I believe Jamie had to threaten the shop to take away their Zero account in order to get directions.
Imagine owning a shop and Jamie threatens to take away your Zero account. That's like going into a candy shop and threatening to take away their black jelly bean account.
LOL
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
This is the ”Wierd stories about pros” thread- not the “I meet some pros” thread.
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
This is the ”Wierd stories about pros” thread- not the “I meet some pros” thread.
I thought it was a good story dickhead
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
This is the ”Wierd stories about pros” thread- not the “I meet some pros” thread.
I thought it was a good story dickhead
Too bad this isn’t the “good stories about pros” thread, dickhead ;)
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
This is the ”Wierd stories about pros” thread- not the “I meet some pros” thread.
I thought it was a good story dickhead
Too bad this isn’t the “good stories about pros” thread, dickhead ;)
Ha!
You got me
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I have a few pro stories, none that weird though.
One time I rocked up at my local in Sydney Australia, this shithole skatepark I'd skated at for years, and Grant Taylor, Greyson Fletcher, and a few other Nike dudes were there. Grant was blasting enormous frontside airs on the quarter pipe, and Greyson ended up giving me and my friend a set up and a used deck he had been skating. Legend.
On another occasion, I was at Manly beach one time looking for this hot pro surfer girl Alana Blanchard (there was a surf comp on at the time.)
While walking to the beach, I look into an Oakley store and I see Eric Koston inside randomly. As a sheer reflex, I shout "Koston!" and he looks at me and walks out of the store (where he had been doing a signing), and begins to talk to me for about five minutes. I got a photo with him, and proceeded to continue looking for the hot surfer girl.
As I continue my walk down the beach, I see Austyn Gillette walking toward me. Again, I reflexively say "Austyn!" and he comes over and chats to my friend and I. Austyn was much quieter than Koston and after about a minute he informs us that he was actually on his way to go piss, and he shook our hands and continued walking.
Then, we saw that there was a Nike booth being set up on the beachfront, so we sat on a little ledge waiting to see what pros would be signing autographs. As we're sitting there, Lance Mountain begins to walk in our direction. I waved at him and he came over and shook my hand, and I said I was a big fan. (I wasn't really, I knew who he was but had not really seen much footage of him prior to this encounter.)
We continue sitting on this ledge, and GT and basically the entire Anti-Hero team rock up, and sit right next to us. I then see Dylan Rieder smoking a cigarette in front of me. I was a big fan of Dylan at the time, and really wanted to get a picture with him, but he had lines of girls coming up to him asking for photos, and there was the entire Antihero team right next to me so I felt like I'd look like too much of a fanboy.
I was even wearing Gravis at the time, and Dylan eventually sat down pretty close to me and I kept noticing he would look over, probably knowing I was a fan (Gravis had already died at this point, so I was wearing relics of his old company) but I proceeded to pussy out and not speak to him.
Finally, the Nike signing gets set up and I got autographs from a few dudes, Shane O'Neill being one of them.
I don't know if any of this is interesting or it's just me rehashing a star-studded day, but it was certainly a memorable experience. I've not really had any bad experiences with pros.
LASTLY, I went to the city one time and I saw the DC team, Mike Mo, Mikey Taylor, Chris Cole and some others skating at Martin Place. We sat down to watch, and Mike Mo was rifling off tricks down the three 3 stairs. Mikey turned around and said to us "god damn he's so good" and we just smiled and nodded and continued watching in awe.
All of these chance encounters are pretty absurd given how isolated Australia is. It's like seeing a legendary pokemon in the wild.
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
You sure it's not the other way round?
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
You sure it's not the other way round?
Those damn greedy brazilians! >:-( they’re lucky Jake didn’t call them a slur
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
You sure it's not the other way round?
Lol yeah what the fuck?
One time Ben Gore helped me find the perfect fit in a pair of vans slip ons in FTC after checking for a size 9 in like 4 different kinds of shoes (they didn't have anything I was after!). Not weird at all and in fact, he was actively making it less awkward by cracking little jokes. Good guy!
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I believe Jamie had to threaten the shop to take away their Zero account in order to get directions.
Imagine owning a shop and Jamie threatens to take away your Zero account. That's like going into a candy shop and threatening to take away their black jelly bean account.
LOL
This made me giggle in public.
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
You sure it's not the other way round?
Lol yeah what the fuck?
One time Ben Gore helped me find the perfect fit in a pair of vans slip ons in FTC after checking for a size 9 in like 4 different kinds of shoes (they didn't have anything I was after!). Not weird at all and in fact, he was actively making it less awkward by cracking little jokes. Good guy!
Man the one time I ever went to FTC I got cool guyed so hard and the dude tried to charge me $80 for an FA deck. Just the deck. Really soured my view on that shop.
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Got another JJ gem for yall.
2008 at Autumn skateshop (during height of chatroulette RIP) and a box came for jake from pig wheels. This box was morherfucked up. like 20 sets of wheels, bunch of shirts and hoodies, as well as a comically over-branded pigwheels duffelbag.
Jake did not ride for pig so the entire situation was fried and we’re all laughing at how many wheels they’d send someone they don’t even sponse.
he gave wheels to all the homies at the shop (got some cruiser wheels myself that lasted a decade shouts to Jake). then gave whatever was left to the shop to sell and dipped. pretty funny
Also just wanted to say this was pre-mindfield and he was doing nollie 180s both ways over a can standing up. I know tyshawn has done some wild shit over them cans, I ain’t hating. but Jake was nollieing over that shit when tyshawn went by TJ and skated 12th and a and was shorter than a trashcan. True can king
Free max b
You’re a legend Pete, I hope max gets his hearing soon
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
This trip?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2VOXe-KnJtk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQ7sedCvxvE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYB0KaCTzls
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Got another JJ gem for yall.
2008 at Autumn skateshop (during height of chatroulette RIP) and a box came for jake from pig wheels. This box was morherfucked up. like 20 sets of wheels, bunch of shirts and hoodies, as well as a comically over-branded pigwheels duffelbag.
Jake did not ride for pig so the entire situation was fried and we’re all laughing at how many wheels they’d send someone they don’t even sponse.
he gave wheels to all the homies at the shop (got some cruiser wheels myself that lasted a decade shouts to Jake). then gave whatever was left to the shop to sell and dipped. pretty funny
Also just wanted to say this was pre-mindfield and he was doing nollie 180s both ways over a can standing up. I know tyshawn has done some wild shit over them cans, I ain’t hating. but Jake was nollieing over that shit when tyshawn went by TJ and skated 12th and a and was shorter than a trashcan. True can king
Free max b
You’re a legend Pete, I hope max gets his hearing soon
I got JJ one. I wouldn't say it was that weird, but I met JJ the last way I would ever have expected to meet him.
I went on a filming trip to SF with a friend about 6 years ago. We ended up linking up with Hugo Balek who was with JJ at the time. We met them at the pier where they were trying to illegally crab fish. I got a snapped photo of him catching a couple with my disposable camera. After he caught a few crabs and put them in coolers, we helped him shovel nearby to make a DIY spot (that I think never turned into anything). Later on we went to dinner which meant hitching a ride in his van, which had no back seats. My friend and I sat on the crab coolers going down SF hills trying not to slide back and forth. There's a few other funny details where it got a little loose that I'll leave out, but his parallel parking made us laugh. He just hit bumpers until he could get squeezed in the spot. We had dinner, he talked about a bunch of ideas he had, he was super nice, I tried cactus for the first time, it was a good time and that's the story. No skating, just crabs.
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Embarcadero, Summer 1993
It's before noon but still an unusually slow day at the plaza when three rollerbladers suddenly appear and start doing whatever it is rollerbladers do. They're not coming close to where a few heads are gathered and sitting around on the little 3, but also aren't shying away from doing their thing where people are skating. A few insults are hurled in their direction from the people sitting down, but nothing that really gets their attention. I skate by the little 3 and get the sense that the hostility from the few EMB guys sitting there is starting to get serious, and it's pretty clear that while the rollerbladers have no doubt taken shit off skaters elsewhere, they aren't aware of how badly their day might go here if they don't move along.
I approach the oldest of the 3, who has a couple years on me. Tell him as diplomatically as possible that this is the kind of place where if people want you to leave, you'd be wise to do so, and that right now, people want him and his friends (younger brothers, it turns out) to leave. All I get is attitude. "Psh. I'm not fuckin' leaving" and he rolls away. As I watch him do so, it occurs to me that they really do look fucking stupid. Fine.
A few minutes pass with nothing really happening when the oldest one suddenly pulls a candle out of his backpack and, as rollerbladers tend(ed) to do, proceeds trying to pile on a thick layer of wax on the really blunted C-block (the one opposite the little 3 that a lot of people also did manual stuff on). Couple things about that:
- As anyone who skated there knows, the Embarcadero blocks had probably been waxed at some point, but nobody waxed them now. It wasn't done. Certainly not by bridge and tunnel dorks like my friends and me, and definitely not by rollerbladers. They didn't really need to be waxed anyway, but I don't think most people outside the EMB crew would squawk if someone were to run a candle over them once.
- Excluding obvious world ass famous landmarks like the Great Wall of China or whatever, this dude couldn't have known that he was fouling up what at that time may have been the most famous, stupid ledge in the world.
All hell breaks loose and what seemed like a relatively slow day at Embarcadero is now bearing witness to every kid in the place rushing these rollerbladers. Just like that, the 3 are surrounded by probably 12 dudes. I'm standing off to the side with some other people who don't want to get involved, and I can see from the oldest rollerblader's face that he has definitely lost his fuck you attitude now. He's getting shoved in every direction before a fist is thrown and his head jolts back and back up with blood running out of his nose. He looks fucking terrified.
This is straight out of some stupid melodramatic script, but it's true that just at that moment, Kelch shows up. He doesn't have a board but he's bleeding from the elbow. His shirt is filthy and his pants look like the ass has fallen out. His eyes are sunken and his hair is a rat's nest. Dude looks like he hasn't slept a wink for the past week but he's cool as a cucumber sauntering down the little 3 toward the fracas.
"What the fuck's going on? What the fuck's going on? Watch out padna. Watch out."
He's holding a cigarette in one hand and in the other, inexplicably, a roll of duct tape, and the blood running down his forearm has dribbled a little onto it. I can't be the only one wondering just what the fuck is going to go down here.
Kelch makes his way through the little mob and gets up into the oldest rollerblader's face, sort of looks him up and down and breaks the tension by telling him he looks like he just got his ass beat. People laugh. The rollerbladers don't laugh. Kelch tells him he's probably about to get his ass beat if he doesn't leave and stay gone. One of the skaters wants blood and says so. Kelch says something about fighting a dude with wheels on his feet a pussy move. The rollerbladers leave. So Kelch 86'd some dudes but also saved their asses in the process.
TL;DR: Kelch shows up to Embarcadero looking like the white version of Bubbles from the Wire and saves the lives of a trio of rollerbladers.
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Moar plz
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I enjoyed that tale Telethon. I could picture James perfectly.
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
This trip?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2VOXe-KnJtk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQ7sedCvxvE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYB0KaCTzls
No, the other Brazil trip they all took in 1994...
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
This trip?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2VOXe-KnJtk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQ7sedCvxvE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYB0KaCTzls
No, the other Brazil trip they all took in 1994...
8)
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I enjoyed that tale Telethon. I could picture James perfectly.
I could smell him
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EMB locals were such dorks.
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Embarcadero, Summer 1993
It's before noon but still an unusually slow day at the plaza when three rollerbladers suddenly appear and start doing whatever it is rollerbladers do. They're not coming close to where a few heads are gathered and sitting around on the little 3, but also aren't shying away from doing their thing where people are skating. A few insults are hurled in their direction from the people sitting down, but nothing that really gets their attention. I skate by the little 3 and get the sense that the hostility from the few EMB guys sitting there is starting to get serious, and it's pretty clear that while the rollerbladers have no doubt taken shit off skaters elsewhere, they aren't aware of how badly their day might go here if they don't move along.
I approach the oldest of the 3, who has a couple years on me. Tell him as diplomatically as possible that this is the kind of place where if people want you to leave, you'd be wise to do so, and that right now, people want him and his friends (younger brothers, it turns out) to leave. All I get is attitude. "Psh. I'm not fuckin' leaving" and he rolls away. As I watch him do so, it occurs to me that they really do look fucking stupid. Fine.
A few minutes pass with nothing really happening when the oldest one suddenly pulls a candle out of his backpack and, as rollerbladers tend(ed) to do, proceeds trying to pile on a thick layer of wax on the really blunted C-block (the one opposite the little 3 that a lot of people also did manual stuff on). Couple things about that:
- As anyone who skated there knows, the Embarcadero blocks had probably been waxed at some point, but nobody waxed them now. It wasn't done. Certainly not by bridge and tunnel dorks like my friends and me, and definitely not by rollerbladers. They didn't really need to be waxed anyway, but I don't think most people outside the EMB crew would squawk if someone were to run a candle over them once.
- Excluding obvious world ass famous landmarks like the Great Wall of China or whatever, this dude couldn't have known that he was fouling up what at that time may have been the most famous, stupid ledge in the world.
All hell breaks loose and what seemed like a relatively slow day at Embarcadero is now bearing witness to every kid in the place rushing these rollerbladers. Just like that, the 3 are surrounded by probably 12 dudes. I'm standing off to the side with some other people who don't want to get involved, and I can see from the oldest rollerblader's face that he has definitely lost his fuck you attitude now. He's getting shoved in every direction before a fist is thrown and his head jolts back and back up with blood running out of his nose. He looks fucking terrified.
This is straight out of some stupid melodramatic script, but it's true that just at that moment, Kelch shows up. He doesn't have a board but he's bleeding from the elbow. His shirt is filthy and his pants look like the ass has fallen out. His eyes are sunken and his hair is a rat's nest. Dude looks like he hasn't slept a wink for the past week but he's cool as a cucumber sauntering down the little 3 toward the fracas.
"What the fuck's going on? What the fuck's going on? Watch out padna. Watch out."
He's holding a cigarette in one hand and in the other, inexplicably, a roll of duct tape, and the blood running down his forearm has dribbled a little onto it. I can't be the only one wondering just what the fuck is going to go down here.
Kelch makes his way through the little mob and gets up into the oldest rollerblader's face, sort of looks him up and down and breaks the tension by telling him he looks like he just got his ass beat. People laugh. The rollerbladers don't laugh. Kelch tells him he's probably about to get his ass beat if he doesn't leave and stay gone. One of the skaters wants blood and says so. Kelch says something about fighting a dude with wheels on his feet a pussy move. The rollerbladers leave. So Kelch 86'd some dudes but also saved their asses in the process.
TL;DR: Kelch shows up to Embarcadero looking like the white version of Bubbles from the Wire and saves the lives of a trio of rollerbladers.
This is one of the lamest things I've ever heard about. I wasn't skating in the 90's but all I hear about is how they were the complete losers of society and constantly got bullied and beaten up, while simultaneously hanging around in gangs bullying other skaters for not being as 'cool' as them. Sounds like a huge irony. Was it just projection to give themselves a chance to feel like the tough guys for once, rather than the geeks who got laughed at and shoved around for wearing 44 inch purple jeans? When I started skating it was right on the tail end of skaters getting bullied / threatened by tough guy types but all the gang hierarchy bullshit seemed to have disappeared by then.
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Embarcadero, Summer 1993
It's before noon but still an unusually slow day at the plaza when three rollerbladers suddenly appear and start doing whatever it is rollerbladers do. They're not coming close to where a few heads are gathered and sitting around on the little 3, but also aren't shying away from doing their thing where people are skating. A few insults are hurled in their direction from the people sitting down, but nothing that really gets their attention. I skate by the little 3 and get the sense that the hostility from the few EMB guys sitting there is starting to get serious, and it's pretty clear that while the rollerbladers have no doubt taken shit off skaters elsewhere, they aren't aware of how badly their day might go here if they don't move along.
I approach the oldest of the 3, who has a couple years on me. Tell him as diplomatically as possible that this is the kind of place where if people want you to leave, you'd be wise to do so, and that right now, people want him and his friends (younger brothers, it turns out) to leave. All I get is attitude. "Psh. I'm not fuckin' leaving" and he rolls away. As I watch him do so, it occurs to me that they really do look fucking stupid. Fine.
A few minutes pass with nothing really happening when the oldest one suddenly pulls a candle out of his backpack and, as rollerbladers tend(ed) to do, proceeds trying to pile on a thick layer of wax on the really blunted C-block (the one opposite the little 3 that a lot of people also did manual stuff on). Couple things about that:
- As anyone who skated there knows, the Embarcadero blocks had probably been waxed at some point, but nobody waxed them now. It wasn't done. Certainly not by bridge and tunnel dorks like my friends and me, and definitely not by rollerbladers. They didn't really need to be waxed anyway, but I don't think most people outside the EMB crew would squawk if someone were to run a candle over them once.
- Excluding obvious world ass famous landmarks like the Great Wall of China or whatever, this dude couldn't have known that he was fouling up what at that time may have been the most famous, stupid ledge in the world.
All hell breaks loose and what seemed like a relatively slow day at Embarcadero is now bearing witness to every kid in the place rushing these rollerbladers. Just like that, the 3 are surrounded by probably 12 dudes. I'm standing off to the side with some other people who don't want to get involved, and I can see from the oldest rollerblader's face that he has definitely lost his fuck you attitude now. He's getting shoved in every direction before a fist is thrown and his head jolts back and back up with blood running out of his nose. He looks fucking terrified.
This is straight out of some stupid melodramatic script, but it's true that just at that moment, Kelch shows up. He doesn't have a board but he's bleeding from the elbow. His shirt is filthy and his pants look like the ass has fallen out. His eyes are sunken and his hair is a rat's nest. Dude looks like he hasn't slept a wink for the past week but he's cool as a cucumber sauntering down the little 3 toward the fracas.
"What the fuck's going on? What the fuck's going on? Watch out padna. Watch out."
He's holding a cigarette in one hand and in the other, inexplicably, a roll of duct tape, and the blood running down his forearm has dribbled a little onto it. I can't be the only one wondering just what the fuck is going to go down here.
Kelch makes his way through the little mob and gets up into the oldest rollerblader's face, sort of looks him up and down and breaks the tension by telling him he looks like he just got his ass beat. People laugh. The rollerbladers don't laugh. Kelch tells him he's probably about to get his ass beat if he doesn't leave and stay gone. One of the skaters wants blood and says so. Kelch says something about fighting a dude with wheels on his feet a pussy move. The rollerbladers leave. So Kelch 86'd some dudes but also saved their asses in the process.
TL;DR: Kelch shows up to Embarcadero looking like the white version of Bubbles from the Wire and saves the lives of a trio of rollerbladers.
This is one of the lamest things I've ever heard about. I wasn't skating in the 90's but all I hear about is how they were the complete losers of society and constantly got bullied and beaten up, while simultaneously hanging around in gangs bullying other skaters for not being as 'cool' as them. Sounds like a huge irony. Was it just projection to give themselves a chance to feel like the tough guys for once, rather than the geeks who got laughed at and shoved around for wearing 44 inch purple jeans? When I started skating it was right on the tail end of skaters getting bullied / threatened by tough guy types but all the gang hierarchy bullshit seemed to have disappeared by then.
Hard agree
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the 90's sucked.
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That cooler than thou attitude sucks all around.
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the 90's sucked.
Personally, I miss wearing JNCOs getting called "f*gg*t" multiple times a day.
On the real though, we are always friends with rollerbladers in the 90s. Fellow "losers". Also, none of us could afford real JNCOs and wore Paco instead (which also had the benefit of tapered leg openings).
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Personally, I miss wearing JNCOs getting called "f*gg*t" multiple times a day.
On the real though, we are always friends with rollerbladers in the 90s. Fellow "losers". Also, none of us could afford real JNCOs and wore Paco instead (which also had the benefit of tapered leg openings).
You didn’t spring for the Lee Pipes instead?
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Nobody I knew wore jncos or big stupid pipe pants. Those were for rollerbladers and weird kids that listened to 311 and korn. Baggy levis, miller’s outpost, bdus, yes.
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
You sure it's not the other way round?
Lol yeah what the fuck?
One time Ben Gore helped me find the perfect fit in a pair of vans slip ons in FTC after checking for a size 9 in like 4 different kinds of shoes (they didn't have anything I was after!). Not weird at all and in fact, he was actively making it less awkward by cracking little jokes. Good guy!
Man the one time I ever went to FTC I got cool guyed so hard and the dude tried to charge me $80 for an FA deck. Just the deck. Really soured my view on that shop.
I went to the FTC in Barcelona about 10 years ago and asked the guy how to get to MACBA and he said it was close enough to his lunch that he could close up the shop and just take my brother and I over there. He showed us a few good food spots on the way too. I went to the FTC in SF a few years later and the people there were pretty normal. I don’t think I’ve ever really gotten cooled guyed at a shop but maybe I have and just didn’t notice.
More on topic, one time at the old LES park I saw an older guy show up wearing a half zip soccer short sleeve shirt that was like skin tight zipped up like a turtle neck with neon yellow sweat pants that said “Feelin It!” down the leg who cruised in and immediately ate shit super hard trying to boardslide the down rail. He got up and rode over to the side I was on and I realized it was the Gonz. It was like seeing big foot in the wild.
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Personally, I miss wearing JNCOs getting called "f*gg*t" multiple times a day.
On the real though, we are always friends with rollerbladers in the 90s. Fellow "losers". Also, none of us could afford real JNCOs and wore Paco instead (which also had the benefit of tapered leg openings).
You didn’t spring for the Lee Pipes instead?
Didn't even know those were a thing. We all wore the Pacos because they always had them at Value City (discount/irregular clothing store chain) for cheap and the logos were all kind of meant to look like Polo from a distance.
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Embarcadero, Summer 1993
It's before noon but still an unusually slow day at the plaza when three rollerbladers suddenly appear and start doing whatever it is rollerbladers do. They're not coming close to where a few heads are gathered and sitting around on the little 3, but also aren't shying away from doing their thing where people are skating. A few insults are hurled in their direction from the people sitting down, but nothing that really gets their attention. I skate by the little 3 and get the sense that the hostility from the few EMB guys sitting there is starting to get serious, and it's pretty clear that while the rollerbladers have no doubt taken shit off skaters elsewhere, they aren't aware of how badly their day might go here if they don't move along.
I approach the oldest of the 3, who has a couple years on me. Tell him as diplomatically as possible that this is the kind of place where if people want you to leave, you'd be wise to do so, and that right now, people want him and his friends (younger brothers, it turns out) to leave. All I get is attitude. "Psh. I'm not fuckin' leaving" and he rolls away. As I watch him do so, it occurs to me that they really do look fucking stupid. Fine.
A few minutes pass with nothing really happening when the oldest one suddenly pulls a candle out of his backpack and, as rollerbladers tend(ed) to do, proceeds trying to pile on a thick layer of wax on the really blunted C-block (the one opposite the little 3 that a lot of people also did manual stuff on). Couple things about that:
- As anyone who skated there knows, the Embarcadero blocks had probably been waxed at some point, but nobody waxed them now. It wasn't done. Certainly not by bridge and tunnel dorks like my friends and me, and definitely not by rollerbladers. They didn't really need to be waxed anyway, but I don't think most people outside the EMB crew would squawk if someone were to run a candle over them once.
- Excluding obvious world ass famous landmarks like the Great Wall of China or whatever, this dude couldn't have known that he was fouling up what at that time may have been the most famous, stupid ledge in the world.
All hell breaks loose and what seemed like a relatively slow day at Embarcadero is now bearing witness to every kid in the place rushing these rollerbladers. Just like that, the 3 are surrounded by probably 12 dudes. I'm standing off to the side with some other people who don't want to get involved, and I can see from the oldest rollerblader's face that he has definitely lost his fuck you attitude now. He's getting shoved in every direction before a fist is thrown and his head jolts back and back up with blood running out of his nose. He looks fucking terrified.
This is straight out of some stupid melodramatic script, but it's true that just at that moment, Kelch shows up. He doesn't have a board but he's bleeding from the elbow. His shirt is filthy and his pants look like the ass has fallen out. His eyes are sunken and his hair is a rat's nest. Dude looks like he hasn't slept a wink for the past week but he's cool as a cucumber sauntering down the little 3 toward the fracas.
"What the fuck's going on? What the fuck's going on? Watch out padna. Watch out."
He's holding a cigarette in one hand and in the other, inexplicably, a roll of duct tape, and the blood running down his forearm has dribbled a little onto it. I can't be the only one wondering just what the fuck is going to go down here.
Kelch makes his way through the little mob and gets up into the oldest rollerblader's face, sort of looks him up and down and breaks the tension by telling him he looks like he just got his ass beat. People laugh. The rollerbladers don't laugh. Kelch tells him he's probably about to get his ass beat if he doesn't leave and stay gone. One of the skaters wants blood and says so. Kelch says something about fighting a dude with wheels on his feet a pussy move. The rollerbladers leave. So Kelch 86'd some dudes but also saved their asses in the process.
TL;DR: Kelch shows up to Embarcadero looking like the white version of Bubbles from the Wire and saves the lives of a trio of rollerbladers.
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the 90's sucked.
Is that to say that you're opposed to the idea of a "Minnick II Society" reissue?
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
This trip?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2VOXe-KnJtk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQ7sedCvxvE
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYB0KaCTzls
No, the other Brazil trip they all took in 1994...
8)
This might be the most Julien Stranger footage assembled together in one place
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
You 100% stole this story - possibly from these boards themselves, I’m certain I’ve read this here.
I got pissed randomly at a pub with Naverette - we both laughed at Al Parts getting the boot for being a pest.
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
You 100% stole this story - possibly from these boards themselves, I’m certain I’ve read this here.
I got pissed randomly at a pub with Naverette - we both laughed at Al Parts getting the boot for being a pest.
I saw Eric Koston a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn't want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.He said, "Oh, like you're doing now?"I was taken aback, and all I could say was "Huh?" but he kept cutting me off and going "huh? huh? huh?" and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw Koston trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like "Sir, you need to pay for those first." At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually "to prevent any electrical infetterence," and then turned around and winked at me. I don't even think that's a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
You 100% stole this story - possibly from these boards themselves, I’m certain I’ve read this here.
I got pissed randomly at a pub with Naverette - we both laughed at Al Parts getting the boot for being a pest.
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I saw Eric Koston a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn't want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.He said, "Oh, like you're doing now?"I was taken aback, and all I could say was "Huh?" but he kept cutting me off and going "huh? huh? huh?" and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw Koston trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like "Sir, you need to pay for those first." At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually "to prevent any electrical infetterence," and then turned around and winked at me. I don't even think that's a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly
- 2014
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Personally, I miss wearing JNCOs getting called "f*gg*t" multiple times a day.
On the real though, we are always friends with rollerbladers in the 90s. Fellow "losers". Also, none of us could afford real JNCOs and wore Paco instead (which also had the benefit of tapered leg openings).
You didn’t spring for the Lee Pipes instead?
Didn't even know those were a thing. We all wore the Pacos because they always had them at Value City (discount/irregular clothing store chain) for cheap and the logos were all kind of meant to look like Polo from a distance.
Damn, paco jeans….that brings back some memories, yea wore those exclusively, I remember liking the back pocket patch thing, yea good taper on them. They were sick from what I can remember
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Embarcadero, Summer 1993
It's before noon but still an unusually slow day at the plaza when three rollerbladers suddenly appear and start doing whatever it is rollerbladers do. They're not coming close to where a few heads are gathered and sitting around on the little 3, but also aren't shying away from doing their thing where people are skating. A few insults are hurled in their direction from the people sitting down, but nothing that really gets their attention. I skate by the little 3 and get the sense that the hostility from the few EMB guys sitting there is starting to get serious, and it's pretty clear that while the rollerbladers have no doubt taken shit off skaters elsewhere, they aren't aware of how badly their day might go here if they don't move along.
I approach the oldest of the 3, who has a couple years on me. Tell him as diplomatically as possible that this is the kind of place where if people want you to leave, you'd be wise to do so, and that right now, people want him and his friends (younger brothers, it turns out) to leave. All I get is attitude. "Psh. I'm not fuckin' leaving" and he rolls away. As I watch him do so, it occurs to me that they really do look fucking stupid. Fine.
A few minutes pass with nothing really happening when the oldest one suddenly pulls a candle out of his backpack and, as rollerbladers tend(ed) to do, proceeds trying to pile on a thick layer of wax on the really blunted C-block (the one opposite the little 3 that a lot of people also did manual stuff on). Couple things about that:
- As anyone who skated there knows, the Embarcadero blocks had probably been waxed at some point, but nobody waxed them now. It wasn't done. Certainly not by bridge and tunnel dorks like my friends and me, and definitely not by rollerbladers. They didn't really need to be waxed anyway, but I don't think most people outside the EMB crew would squawk if someone were to run a candle over them once.
- Excluding obvious world ass famous landmarks like the Great Wall of China or whatever, this dude couldn't have known that he was fouling up what at that time may have been the most famous, stupid ledge in the world.
All hell breaks loose and what seemed like a relatively slow day at Embarcadero is now bearing witness to every kid in the place rushing these rollerbladers. Just like that, the 3 are surrounded by probably 12 dudes. I'm standing off to the side with some other people who don't want to get involved, and I can see from the oldest rollerblader's face that he has definitely lost his fuck you attitude now. He's getting shoved in every direction before a fist is thrown and his head jolts back and back up with blood running out of his nose. He looks fucking terrified.
This is straight out of some stupid melodramatic script, but it's true that just at that moment, Kelch shows up. He doesn't have a board but he's bleeding from the elbow. His shirt is filthy and his pants look like the ass has fallen out. His eyes are sunken and his hair is a rat's nest. Dude looks like he hasn't slept a wink for the past week but he's cool as a cucumber sauntering down the little 3 toward the fracas.
"What the fuck's going on? What the fuck's going on? Watch out padna. Watch out."
He's holding a cigarette in one hand and in the other, inexplicably, a roll of duct tape, and the blood running down his forearm has dribbled a little onto it. I can't be the only one wondering just what the fuck is going to go down here.
Kelch makes his way through the little mob and gets up into the oldest rollerblader's face, sort of looks him up and down and breaks the tension by telling him he looks like he just got his ass beat. People laugh. The rollerbladers don't laugh. Kelch tells him he's probably about to get his ass beat if he doesn't leave and stay gone. One of the skaters wants blood and says so. Kelch says something about fighting a dude with wheels on his feet a pussy move. The rollerbladers leave. So Kelch 86'd some dudes but also saved their asses in the process.
TL;DR: Kelch shows up to Embarcadero looking like the white version of Bubbles from the Wire and saves the lives of a trio of rollerbladers.
This is one of the lamest things I've ever heard about. I wasn't skating in the 90's but all I hear about is how they were the complete losers of society and constantly got bullied and beaten up, while simultaneously hanging around in gangs bullying other skaters for not being as 'cool' as them. Sounds like a huge irony. Was it just projection to give themselves a chance to feel like the tough guys for once, rather than the geeks who got laughed at and shoved around for wearing 44 inch purple jeans? When I started skating it was right on the tail end of skaters getting bullied / threatened by tough guy types but all the gang hierarchy bullshit seemed to have disappeared by then.
Sounds like we got lucky that you got in when you did - any earlier and you would not have made it through the gate.
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
You 100% stole this story - possibly from these boards themselves, I’m certain I’ve read this here.
Damn bro, really cracked the case wide open there, eh?
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I'm not sure how I haven't dipped into this thread before, but this is gold. Thanks for the tears of laughter today, wish I could gnar you all.
I have nothing to add of real worth but I can add a little more to the Bill Danforth theme. Back in the day we had the best vert ramp in the country, there was only a handful anyway. There was a rumour the man himself might be making an appearance. Bill turns up gets out of a Trans am (we had only ever seen such a car on TV), looks at the ramp and says hes not skating this shit, got back into said Trans am and drives off. From that day onwards he became my least favourite mongo pushing skater.
*this was a long time ago and said events may be different from actual events.
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Hahah nah danforth is sick for that. Based on previous stories in this thread, Danforth was super into smoking crack under vert ramps. You guys prolly just didn’t look like the type to have any yourselves or even like you could point him in the right direction.
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This isn't that weird of a story but I went to a depressing Fallen demo in 2015 right before they went out of business.
It was Sandoval, Burman, Cervantes, Slash, and The Chief. From the moment I arrived there was a really dull atmosphere and nobody looked particularly happy to be there. It was also in a skateshop parking lot which only contained like 4 weathered, warped ramps so I don't blame them. Most of the team only skated like 30 minutes, went to get burritos then sat on the van the rest of the time. In retrospect it seemed like they knew Fallens days were numbered. But Jamie kept skating for about another hour, mostly trying a feeble on a curved bench which he eventually landed.
A few weeks later the Vans team did a demo in the same parking lot and the vibe could not have been more different. TNT, Chima, Elijah, Dan Lu, Crockett riding high off the Propeller video success. They had a big ass sweet tour van and there was great energy with the riders and crowd.
Such a weird contrast that gave me a small glimpse at the difference between a thriving program and one that's on its way out.
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Tom Asta and Nick Merlino were beefing back in the day. I can’t remember specifically why but if you watch Nicks Don’t sleep on the east part, he directly one ups Tom Astas part from HW2 at multiple spots - with multiple tricks.
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Yeah that’s probably true. He also broke down into tears fully crying with snot all over his face, because he couldn’t do some like at Girard big 3 (rip to that whole school) in like 2006. Shit was weird.
That dude was so close to being on baker for real that they brought him on those filming trips to Australia and shit for whatever video. Baker deathwish or bake and destroy. Whichever one had that fucking mental Baca ride on grind. They had been bringing him around and he still managed to fuck it up.
So funny that he’s got jesus cock down his throat rn. If that’s your thing, right on. But the second you get preachy to people that don’t care. Nah.
Gonna have to blame Andrew Langos laptop on this whole shit smh
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Doesn't really belong here but had a dream where I met heath kirchart at a party and he said he was "looking for someone chill to skate with" when I offered and suggested we exchange details he said "look I would give you my number but it would be a fake" and walked off.
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Yeah that’s probably true. He also broke down into tears fully crying with snot all over his face, because he couldn’t do some like at Girard big 3 (rip to that whole school) in like 2006. Shit was weird.
That dude was so close to being on baker for real that they brought him on those filming trips to Australia and shit for whatever video. Baker deathwish or bake and destroy. Whichever one had that fucking mental Baca ride on grind. They had been bringing him around and he still managed to fuck it up.
So funny that he’s got jesus cock down his throat rn. If that’s your thing, right on. But the second you get preachy to people that don’t care. Nah.
Gonna have to blame Andrew Langos laptop on this whole shit smh
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i remember that whole shit with nick and andrew about the laptop, what was the point again? didn't the laptop just get returned after some words were exchanged and some dumb drama?
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Auby Taylor came to orlando for a vert contest thing and fell in love with a 18 year old girl and lived here with her for a month until girl realized he was manipulative and crazy and he had a meltdown when she broke up with him...
Auby Taylor used to hit my ex (not at the time) up all the time on insta, and then when her and I broke up I randomly saw him at a skatepark with a few of his friends. One of his homies hung up in a bowl and went straight to the back of his head and started seizing and foaming at the mouth, shit was wild! Auby and another guy rushed in to the flat bottom to start picking homies head up and moving him around and basically doing everything you shouldn't do in that situation. I was taking a "sports medicine and recovery" class a the time and just learned about head injuries being no fucking joke. Dude could have had an aneurysm and died in front of us all.
I call the paramedics and while somebody else yells "CALL THE PARAMEDICS," and when Auby hears this he looks around and see's me and screams "Don't call the fucking ambulance! He can't afford that shit!!!" and I'm just like, "what?" and the dispatchers asking me where this happened while Auby's screaming at me to hang up the phone. After relaying enough information to the dispatcher I said "His friends are saying he doesn't need an ambulance, they're going to drive him" or something along those lines. Thank god the dispatcher had a brain and not 2 minutes later a full team of first responders were at the park and in the bowl stabilizing his neck, checking vitals, load him up onto a stretcher and bounce. The bowl was maybe 7ft in the shallow end and it took like 4 or 5 guys to get him out, no way 2 guys were gonna do it alone. The dude did not stir one bit after seizing, he was out. I get Auby was "looking out" for his friend, but letting your friend die in front of you is pretty fucking wack. I'd rather have a friend starting a Gofund me to cover his medical expenses instead of MAKING a gofundme to help cover funeral costs for the friend.
Shortly after this happened is actually when he moved to Texas oddly enough, I remember him posting about being out there and thinking "Thank god I never have to see that kook again"
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Imagine dying because your friend is worried about you getting billed to use an ambulance. America is fucked up
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Imagine dying because your friend is worried about you getting billed to use an ambulance. America is fucked up
i think auby is the one that’s fucked up. actually, i can attest to it. dude is a piece of shit and has done a lot more to prove it than just this. i don’t think any of us would avoid calling the cops and move our friends head around who just knocked themselves the fuck out from falling 8+ feet straight onto their head, just to help them avoid a hospital bill. just like he said, start a go fund me, fuck it. better than letting your friend fucking die? yeah it sucks we don’t have health insurance here but, you’re a fucking moron and a cheapskate if you’re going to risk letting someone die to avoid potentially fucking up their credit...? that’s fucking insanely white trash mentality.
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Doesn't really belong here but had a dream where I met heath kirchart at a party and he said he was "looking for someone chill to skate with" when I offered and suggested we exchange details he said "look I would give you my number but it would be a fake" and walked off.
Another great Heath story. I don't even care if it was just a dream. This has probably happened to someone in reality sometime, somewhere, when meeting Heath.
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Damn, that auby story is really something else after reading his interview about mental health
https://web.archive.org/web/20200424224224/https://www.thepredatorybird.com/why-so-sad-a-conversation-with-auby-taylor/
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was at the res in ybor during tampa am like 6 years ago with my ex girlfriend. we were talking to auby and i went to go piss. right before i reach the bathroom i just hear people yelling and turned around to see her knocking him the fuck out. i guess he tried to kiss her. shit was so wack but really funny now
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Anyone else notice he recently cut his hair and beard, is wearing normal clothes, and in Cali skating street again? This is after a couple of months of weird erratic posts about doing heroin and being depressed. Wonder what’s going on with that guy.
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Anyone else notice he recently cut his hair and beard, is wearing normal clothes, and in Cali skating street again? This is after a couple of months of weird erratic posts about doing heroin and being depressed. Wonder what’s going on with that guy.
Crazy, had no idea but see he's posting clips at the same park the story above happened at. Bummer. Also looks like he got a job at Taco Bell and is #GRATEFUL
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I remember a time or two at 2nd nature Freddy showed up with a buddy of mine and blew through a few 8 balls lol.
I partook but I’m the exact opposite of what uppers do, I can read a book cook a meal for a few and keep composure.
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2004- maybe 2005? Toy Machine team is doing a tour and do a demo stop in Langhorne, PA for the old skate shop G Spot (Chris Cole and Tom Asta's first sponsor). Toy team is ripping, this is peak Billy Marks era, Josh Harmony, Trapasso, Austin Stephens. Whole team except Ed and The Butcher was there. Cole was there with his Hot Wax dudes just chilling and watching, Tom was like a little kid then but still a ripper.
Anyway, standard demo shit- dudes rip for like an hour, then autograph signing, kind of devolves into mayhem with all the local groms just rushing the spot- it was just a basketball court with just a bunch of wooden/skatelite ramps and shit brought in. Just way too nuts per usual demo nonsense.
Anyway the team is giving out hella product and Johnny Layton takes a deck and just throws it in the air, it comes flying down and smacks an unaware Matt Bennett in the back of the dome, Billy and Matt immediately freak out on J Lay who turns like bright red, then purple and sulks off to the van. I wait a few minutes and ask Billy for his autograph on my copy of Good and Evil (had them all sign it, I know kms) and was like "dude that was tense" and Billy was like "Johnny has been a dick this whole tour..." I was like, "yeah sorry dude good luck".
I look over in the van and Johnny is like just sitting there staring blankly at nothing, probably wondering about his life choices. He got the ender part in Suffer the Joy tho
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Imagine dying because your friend is worried about you getting billed to use an ambulance. America is fucked up
I'm in NYC and last month I was at home and had an accident. I knocked myself out and came too on my floor covered with second degree burns from boiling water. I couldn't get anyone on my insurance or MAS transport to sign off on ambulance insurance when I called to get help. Luckily the operator at 911 calmly talked some sense into me because it still took hours to get to the ambulance. I was incredibly lucky that I got to a good burn clinic, because of course the same insurance transport service never got me my scheduled trip home. I was tripping on all the medical expense and debt s and took the train home trying not to pass out from pain. It was fucked.
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Imagine dying because your friend is worried about you getting billed to use an ambulance. America is fucked up
I'm in NYC and last month I was at home and had an accident. I knocked myself out and came too on my floor covered with second degree burns from boiling water. I couldn't get anyone on my insurance or MAS transport to sign off on ambulance insurance when I called to get help. Luckily the operator at 911 calmly talked some sense into me because it still took hours to get to the ambulance. I was incredibly lucky that I got to a good burn clinic, because of course the same insurance transport service never got me my scheduled trip home. I was tripping on all the medical expense and debt s and took the train home trying not to pass out from pain. It was fucked.
Sorry to hear that dude. How are you now?
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Imagine dying because your friend is worried about you getting billed to use an ambulance. America is fucked up
I'm in NYC and last month I was at home and had an accident. I knocked myself out and came too on my floor covered with second degree burns from boiling water. I couldn't get anyone on my insurance or MAS transport to sign off on ambulance insurance when I called to get help. Luckily the operator at 911 calmly talked some sense into me because it still took hours to get to the ambulance. I was incredibly lucky that I got to a good burn clinic, because of course the same insurance transport service never got me my scheduled trip home. I was tripping on all the medical expense and debt s and took the train home trying not to pass out from pain. It was fucked.
Sorry to hear that dude. How are you now?
I'm doing ok @RichardBarkley thanks for asking. It was definitely a difficult month, but I'm pretty much healed up and having my last visit with the burn team on Monday. Despite still being pretty shook up, I realize I'm lucky it wasn't much worse and my face/groin didn't get hurt.
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That is awful @funeral_tuxedo, glad to hear you are on the mend
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@funeral_tuxedo really awful story, that sounds like a nightmare. As a Western European it always boggles my mind how you guys don‘t have reliable healthcare insurance so that at least emergency stuff is covered in all circumstances, without asking questions or signing malpractice waivers. Anyway glad you are doing better, and wishing you the best.
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Embarcadero, Summer 1993
It's before noon but still an unusually slow day at the plaza when three rollerbladers suddenly appear and start doing whatever it is rollerbladers do. They're not coming close to where a few heads are gathered and sitting around on the little 3, but also aren't shying away from doing their thing where people are skating. A few insults are hurled in their direction from the people sitting down, but nothing that really gets their attention. I skate by the little 3 and get the sense that the hostility from the few EMB guys sitting there is starting to get serious, and it's pretty clear that while the rollerbladers have no doubt taken shit off skaters elsewhere, they aren't aware of how badly their day might go here if they don't move along.
I approach the oldest of the 3, who has a couple years on me. Tell him as diplomatically as possible that this is the kind of place where if people want you to leave, you'd be wise to do so, and that right now, people want him and his friends (younger brothers, it turns out) to leave. All I get is attitude. "Psh. I'm not fuckin' leaving" and he rolls away. As I watch him do so, it occurs to me that they really do look fucking stupid. Fine.
A few minutes pass with nothing really happening when the oldest one suddenly pulls a candle out of his backpack and, as rollerbladers tend(ed) to do, proceeds trying to pile on a thick layer of wax on the really blunted C-block (the one opposite the little 3 that a lot of people also did manual stuff on). Couple things about that:
- As anyone who skated there knows, the Embarcadero blocks had probably been waxed at some point, but nobody waxed them now. It wasn't done. Certainly not by bridge and tunnel dorks like my friends and me, and definitely not by rollerbladers. They didn't really need to be waxed anyway, but I don't think most people outside the EMB crew would squawk if someone were to run a candle over them once.
- Excluding obvious world ass famous landmarks like the Great Wall of China or whatever, this dude couldn't have known that he was fouling up what at that time may have been the most famous, stupid ledge in the world.
All hell breaks loose and what seemed like a relatively slow day at Embarcadero is now bearing witness to every kid in the place rushing these rollerbladers. Just like that, the 3 are surrounded by probably 12 dudes. I'm standing off to the side with some other people who don't want to get involved, and I can see from the oldest rollerblader's face that he has definitely lost his fuck you attitude now. He's getting shoved in every direction before a fist is thrown and his head jolts back and back up with blood running out of his nose. He looks fucking terrified.
This is straight out of some stupid melodramatic script, but it's true that just at that moment, Kelch shows up. He doesn't have a board but he's bleeding from the elbow. His shirt is filthy and his pants look like the ass has fallen out. His eyes are sunken and his hair is a rat's nest. Dude looks like he hasn't slept a wink for the past week but he's cool as a cucumber sauntering down the little 3 toward the fracas.
"What the fuck's going on? What the fuck's going on? Watch out padna. Watch out."
He's holding a cigarette in one hand and in the other, inexplicably, a roll of duct tape, and the blood running down his forearm has dribbled a little onto it. I can't be the only one wondering just what the fuck is going to go down here.
Kelch makes his way through the little mob and gets up into the oldest rollerblader's face, sort of looks him up and down and breaks the tension by telling him he looks like he just got his ass beat. People laugh. The rollerbladers don't laugh. Kelch tells him he's probably about to get his ass beat if he doesn't leave and stay gone. One of the skaters wants blood and says so. Kelch says something about fighting a dude with wheels on his feet a pussy move. The rollerbladers leave. So Kelch 86'd some dudes but also saved their asses in the process.
TL;DR: Kelch shows up to Embarcadero looking like the white version of Bubbles from the Wire and saves the lives of a trio of rollerbladers.
"I'd like some more please, sir." - that young thug in a Dickens book
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@funeral_tuxedo really awful story, that sounds like a nightmare. As a Western European it always boggles my mind how you guys don‘t have reliable healthcare insurance so that at least emergency stuff is covered in all circumstances, without asking questions or signing malpractice waivers. Anyway glad you are doing better, and wishing you the best.
Thanks, @Easy Slider . I'm almost fully back to where I was before the burns and I'm hoping to go skate a little on Sunday. As far as health care in America, it breaks my heart that there are any people who think basic free healthcare is too much for people in need to receive here.
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Maybe some Pals will recall this moment as well... Huntington Beach skate event on the beach next to the big annual surf contest, circa 2014. Tony Trujillo takes a moderate slam in the park course and hobbles up to the walking deck, shuffles in front of a big crowd seated in the stands, and just crumbles to the ground and begins rolling around on the ground for like ten minutes, groaning and writhing, but with pauses where he seemed to be fine and laying flat on the ground thinking about something. It was quite a spectacle, and most definitely weird. Maybe he injured his spleen? Somebody DM him like a doctor.
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Maybe some Pals will recall this moment as well... Huntington Beach skate event on the beach next to the big annual surf contest, circa 2014. Tony Trujillo takes a moderate slam in the park course and hobbles up to the walking deck, shuffles in front of a big crowd seated in the stands, and just crumbles to the ground and begins rolling around on the ground for like ten minutes, groaning and writhing, but with pauses where he seemed to be fine and laying flat on the ground thinking about something. It was quite a spectacle, and most definitely weird. Maybe he injured his spleen? Somebody DM him like a doctor.
This kinda sounds like he really needed to take a shit, like when it hurts for a while and stops repeatedly.
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I'm remembering when my dead homie Jeff sold Harold a zip at a Zoo demo. Not my story. no details. just remembering the dude
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
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Remember when this thread first popped off and like three days later, Jenkem just took the idea and posted it on this Instagram?
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
Alright, here goes.
In 2006 the Foundation team were scheduled for a demo/signing at my local shop in a small town in Sweden with a skate park just outside the shop. Unfortunately , it was raining so the whole team just sat inside the shop behind the counter. The shop owner had pre-produced a bunch of square sized flyers which the team members could sign for the kids.
The kids lined up from left to right by the counter getting their flyer signed by each team member and Ethan was sitting far most right, being the last one to sign the flyer. The ceiling in the shop was made of some sort of rubbery material and Ethan noticed this. When it was Ethan's turn to sign the flyer, he signed it, then he would just throw it straight up into the ceiling to see if it would get stuck (in the same way those card throwers can throw playing cards you know).
Luckily, Ethan failed to get the flyers to stick to the ceiling so the kids just picked up their flyer with all the autographs from the floor after he'd thrown them. This went on for a while and no one said anything but it sort of became this weird game that everyone in the shop was silently focusing in on. Which kid would be the unlucky one to have his flyer stuck in the ceiling too far to reach?
Then bam! One flyer got stuck in the ceiling. One chubby kid, maybe 10-12 years old became the goose in this duck, duck goose type game. The kid didn't know what to do. His friends laughed at his misfortune. Now, you would think that Ethan or the shop owner would simply grab the sticker and give it to the kid but no. Ethan just kept on signing and throwing flyers and the shop owner didn't seem like he could care less.
The kid realized he had to try to grab it himself. He started jumping up and down but wasn't even close to reach the ceiling. You could see how the kid became more and more desperate. His friends stopped laughing and instead tried to help him but they couldn't reach it either so they went and got a chair the chubby kid could stand on to reach it. The Chubby kid stood on the chair and was just a few inches from grabbing the flyer when Ethan noticed what was going on.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH THAT!!!", Ethan screamed right in the kid's face as he stood on the chair with his fingers hovering the flyer. The whole shop went silent. The kid just froze for a few seconds then just stepped down from the chair without getting his flyer. Ethan turned his head back towards the counter and continued to sign flyers and eventually the silence turned into to the usual murmur and the signing continued.
I watched all this from a safe distance and it was such a surreal moment. I found it hard to describe in text but it was truly weird and not good weird. You could touch the awkwardness in the air. There were so many adults there (the shop owner and a bunch of parents) and no one stepped in. Everyone (including the other team members) just went silent by sheer shock. I can only imagine how humiliating this must've been for the poor kid. All eyes were on him and his absolute helplessness in the situation at hand. If Ethan was his favorite skater before this event, I very much doubt he was afterwards.
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
In 2006 the Foundation team were scheduled for a demo/signing at my local shop in a small town in Sweden with a skate park just outside. Unfortunately , it was raining so the whole team just sat inside the shop behind the counter. The shop owner had pre-produced a bunch of square sized flyers which the team members could sign for the kids.
The kids lined up from left to right by the counter getting their flyer signed by each team member and Ethan was sitting far most right, being the last one to sign the flyer. The ceiling in the shop was made of some sort of rubbery material and Ethan noticed this. When it was Ethan's turn to sign the flyer, he signed it, then he would just throw it straight up into the ceiling to see if it would get stuck (in the same way those card throwers can throw playing cards you know).
Luckily, Ethan failed to get the flyers to stick to the ceiling so the kids just picked up their flyer with all the autographs from the floor after he'd thrown them. This went on for a while and no one said anything but it sort of became this weird game that everyone in the shop was silently focusing in on. Which kid would be the unlucky one to have his flyer stuck in the ceiling too far to reach?
Then bam! One flyer got stuck in the ceiling. One chubby kid, maybe 10-12 years old became the goose in this duck, duck goose type game. The kid didn't know what to do. His friends laughed at his misfortune. Now, you would think that Ethan or the shop owner would simply grab the sticker and give it to the kid but no. Ethan just kept on signing and throwing flyers and the shop owner didn't seem like he could care less.
The kid realized he had to try to grab it himself. He started jumping up and down but wasn't even close to reach the ceiling. You could see how the kid became more and more desperate. His friends stopped laughing and instead tried to help him but they couldn't reach it either so they went and got a chair the chubby kid could stand on to reach it. The Chubby kid stood on the chair and was just a few inches from grabbing the flyer when Ethan noticed what was going on.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH THAT!!!", Ethan screamed right in the kid's face as he stood on the chair with his fingers hovering the flyer. The whole shop went silent. The kid just froze for a few seconds then just stepped down from the chair without getting his flyer. Ethan turned his head back towards the counter and continued to sign flyers and eventually the silence turned into to the usual murmur and the signing continued.
I watched all this from a safe distance and it was such a surreal moment. I found it hard to describe in text but it was truly weird and not good weird. You could touch the awkwardness in the air. There were so many adults there (the shop owner and a bunch of parents) and no one stepped in. Everyone (including the other team members) just went silent by sheer shock. I can only imagine how humiliating this must've been for the poor kid. All eyes were on him and his absolute helplessness in the situation at hand. If Ethan was his favorite skater before this event, I very much doubt he was afterwards.
that little fat kid grew up to be Benny Fairfax.
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Seeing Chris Cole outside of the shop I worked at at the time during an OMIT signing. He was going on & on about how easy it is to sell his products since “it’s like drugs”. He just kept saying that. He was laughing to himself.
Saw Marc Johnson right after he left Lakai at the Adidas premiere basically run off when some kids yelled his name. He was visibly pissed. Go outside to smoke a cigarette at the time & look over to see him smoking one furiously with Blondey. Blondey is also huge in real life. He’s very large & built which was kind of wild to see.
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Seeing Chris Cole outside of the shop I worked at at the time during an OMIT signing. He was going on & on about how easy it is to sell his products since “it’s like drugs”. He just kept saying that. He was laughing to himself.
Saw Marc Johnson right after he left Lakai at the Adidas premiere basically run off when some kids yelled his name. He was visibly pissed. Go outside to smoke a cigarette at the time & look over to see him smoking one furiously with Blondey. Blondey is also huge in real life. He’s very large & built which was kind of wild to see.
Cole must have been larried up. pride goeth before the slam
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
In 2006 the Foundation team were scheduled for a demo/signing at my local shop in a small town in Sweden with a skate park just outside the shop. Unfortunately , it was raining so the whole team just sat inside the shop behind the counter. The shop owner had pre-produced a bunch of square sized flyers which the team members could sign for the kids.
The kids lined up from left to right by the counter getting their flyer signed by each team member and Ethan was sitting far most right, being the last one to sign the flyer. The ceiling in the shop was made of some sort of rubbery material and Ethan noticed this. When it was Ethan's turn to sign the flyer, he signed it, then he would just throw it straight up into the ceiling to see if it would get stuck (in the same way those card throwers can throw playing cards you know).
Luckily, Ethan failed to get the flyers to stick to the ceiling so the kids just picked up their flyer with all the autographs from the floor after he'd thrown them. This went on for a while and no one said anything but it sort of became this weird game that everyone in the shop was silently focusing in on. Which kid would be the unlucky one to have his flyer stuck in the ceiling too far to reach?
Then bam! One flyer got stuck in the ceiling. One chubby kid, maybe 10-12 years old became the goose in this duck, duck goose type game. The kid didn't know what to do. His friends laughed at his misfortune. Now, you would think that Ethan or the shop owner would simply grab the sticker and give it to the kid but no. Ethan just kept on signing and throwing flyers and the shop owner didn't seem like he could care less.
The kid realized he had to try to grab it himself. He started jumping up and down but wasn't even close to reach the ceiling. You could see how the kid became more and more desperate. His friends stopped laughing and instead tried to help him but they couldn't reach it either so they went and got a chair the chubby kid could stand on to reach it. The Chubby kid stood on the chair and was just a few inches from grabbing the flyer when Ethan noticed what was going on.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH THAT!!!", Ethan screamed right in the kid's face as he stood on the chair with his fingers hovering the flyer. The whole shop went silent. The kid just froze for a few seconds then just stepped down from the chair without getting his flyer. Ethan turned his head back towards the counter and continued to sign flyers and eventually the silence turned into to the usual murmur and the signing continued.
I watched all this from a safe distance and it was such a surreal moment. I found it hard to describe in text but it was truly weird and not good weird. You could touch the awkwardness in the air. There were so many adults there (the shop owner and a bunch of parents) and no one stepped in. Everyone (including the other team members) just went silent by sheer shock. I can only imagine how humiliating this must've been for the poor kid. All eyes were on him and his absolute helplessness in the situation at hand. If Ethan was his favorite skater before this event, I very much doubt he was afterwards.
Man Ethan Fowler really sucks
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That was in Brazil in 94.
I was in Rio Sul Kidney and out of nowhere John Cardiel and Julien Stranger showed up. The guys arrived curious with the ramp without a skateboard and quickly left.
It was really cool because we had never seen pros at that level since Hosoi years before.
Later I came back and there were Julien, John, Jake Phelps, Joey Tershay and Bob Burnquist.
Bob lived in São Paulo and rarely appeared in Rio. He was always a very nice guy and we fere happy to see him destroying that day, the guy was possessed.
The Americans were wide-eyed and I remember seeing Bob receive a huge bag of spitfire wheels as a gift. I think it was there that he got sponsorship from Deluxe.
Julien and John were also destroying the session without any protective gear. At that time this was not common in bowls and everyone was impressed because the ramp was large.
I went to see Jake to see if he had decks to sell and he said yes, for 25 dollars. At the time, having products from the USA in Brazil was very expensive and I ran home to get the money.
I came back on the track with $ 20 and Jake didn't want to give me the $ 5 discount! He was in a bad mood and did not treat me well, I thought he was a douchebag.
I ended up pissed and left calling him cheap greedy motherfucker or something like that. Then he called me and scowled "Okay, give me the 20 dollars".
He took me in a car, opened the trunk and had a huge stack of decks. I chose a Keith Hufnagel model and left a little pissed off because I thought he was arrogant.
A few days later I was at another skate park and they showed up again. This time only Jake Phelps, Julien Stranger and Joey Tershay.
This time Phelper was totally different. Greeted me, made jokes about the previous day and was super nice. We had a session and ended up chatting with the three of them.
I didn't get to know Cardiel. I got to see him the other day on the park with the black eye.
A friend who was there said that Cardiel got involved in a bar fight with some jiu-jitsu jock and got beaten up.
When he passed she was making fun of him saying "This is Brazil" making punch signals with her hands. lol
You sure it's not the other way round?
Lol yeah what the fuck?
One time Ben Gore helped me find the perfect fit in a pair of vans slip ons in FTC after checking for a size 9 in like 4 different kinds of shoes (they didn't have anything I was after!). Not weird at all and in fact, he was actively making it less awkward by cracking little jokes. Good guy!
Man the one time I ever went to FTC I got cool guyed so hard and the dude tried to charge me $80 for an FA deck. Just the deck. Really soured my view on that shop.
I went to the FTC in Barcelona about 10 years ago and asked the guy how to get to MACBA and he said it was close enough to his lunch that he could close up the shop and just take my brother and I over there. He showed us a few good food spots on the way too. I went to the FTC in SF a few years later and the people there were pretty normal. I don’t think I’ve ever really gotten cooled guyed at a shop but maybe I have and just didn’t notice.
More on topic, one time at the old LES park I saw an older guy show up wearing a half zip soccer short sleeve shirt that was like skin tight zipped up like a turtle neck with neon yellow sweat pants that said “Feelin It!” down the leg who cruised in and immediately ate shit super hard trying to boardslide the down rail. He got up and rode over to the side I was on and I realized it was the Gonz. It was like seeing big foot in the wild.
I went to FTC and they let me pet the dog first t
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When I was 12 I asked Ryan Gallant to sign my hat. It was a deathwish hat but Gallant didn't care. I later that year took this hat to a Supra signing and Greco immediately wrote just "Jim" in large regular style handwriting over Gallant's name.
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
In 2006 the Foundation team were scheduled for a demo/signing at my local shop in a small town in Sweden with a skate park just outside the shop. Unfortunately , it was raining so the whole team just sat inside the shop behind the counter. The shop owner had pre-produced a bunch of square sized flyers which the team members could sign for the kids.
The kids lined up from left to right by the counter getting their flyer signed by each team member and Ethan was sitting far most right, being the last one to sign the flyer. The ceiling in the shop was made of some sort of rubbery material and Ethan noticed this. When it was Ethan's turn to sign the flyer, he signed it, then he would just throw it straight up into the ceiling to see if it would get stuck (in the same way those card throwers can throw playing cards you know).
Luckily, Ethan failed to get the flyers to stick to the ceiling so the kids just picked up their flyer with all the autographs from the floor after he'd thrown them. This went on for a while and no one said anything but it sort of became this weird game that everyone in the shop was silently focusing in on. Which kid would be the unlucky one to have his flyer stuck in the ceiling too far to reach?
Then bam! One flyer got stuck in the ceiling. One chubby kid, maybe 10-12 years old became the goose in this duck, duck goose type game. The kid didn't know what to do. His friends laughed at his misfortune. Now, you would think that Ethan or the shop owner would simply grab the sticker and give it to the kid but no. Ethan just kept on signing and throwing flyers and the shop owner didn't seem like he could care less.
The kid realized he had to try to grab it himself. He started jumping up and down but wasn't even close to reach the ceiling. You could see how the kid became more and more desperate. His friends stopped laughing and instead tried to help him but they couldn't reach it either so they went and got a chair the chubby kid could stand on to reach it. The Chubby kid stood on the chair and was just a few inches from grabbing the flyer when Ethan noticed what was going on.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH THAT!!!", Ethan screamed right in the kid's face as he stood on the chair with his fingers hovering the flyer. The whole shop went silent. The kid just froze for a few seconds then just stepped down from the chair without getting his flyer. Ethan turned his head back towards the counter and continued to sign flyers and eventually the silence turned into to the usual murmur and the signing continued.
I watched all this from a safe distance and it was such a surreal moment. I found it hard to describe in text but it was truly weird and not good weird. You could touch the awkwardness in the air. There were so many adults there (the shop owner and a bunch of parents) and no one stepped in. Everyone (including the other team members) just went silent by sheer shock. I can only imagine how humiliating this must've been for the poor kid. All eyes were on him and his absolute helplessness in the situation at hand. If Ethan was his favorite skater before this event, I very much doubt he was afterwards.
My new copy pasta
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Great video, I have a funny Alan Gelfand story I figured I would share. I work at a skate shop in a pretty small city in Canada, it's in a bit of a sketchy area so we often get homeless people coming in that used to skate or even sometimes trying to steal shit. Anyways one day this older dude barges in and right away asks me who invented the ollie, I figured he was out of his mind, the way he came in asking was really rude. I actually at the time didn’t even know who invented the ollie lol so I just said I dunno buddy rodney mullen? The guy gave me a dirty look and basically demanded I google the name Alan Gelfand and then he will be back in an hour. It was a weird ass encounter, but nothing really out of the ordinary for me. Once he left I was curious, so I googled it and found out it is Alan Gelfand who is credited with inventing the ollie, he also had a pro board on Powell at some point. Then to my surprise after a google image search it was the fucking dude! He never came back in, unfortunately, but I have told this story to a few friends, and it turns out this has happened to other people that work at skate shops too, and never in a cool way. Alan Gelfands a weird guy.
This one from the WKND Alan Gelfend thread was hilarious.
Also, Ethan Fowler does give off asshole vibes, the Benny Fairfax story is the worst. (https://www.freeskatemag.com/2021/06/04/the-american-dream-part-4-of-6-benny-fairfax/)
Okay I’m not too sure where this sits in relation to what we’ve just discussed but do you maybe want to do the Ethan Fowler story now so it’s out of the way… If you still feel comfortable telling it obviously.
Yeah ok fuck it, he deserves to get called out. So this is quite early on when I was over there…Actually maybe I need a beer for this, one sec (goes to the fridge)… Also before we get into it I want to make it very clear I met so many lovely people there, made so many good friends and overall had the best time. This is just one of the more negative things that happened to me when I was there…
I know…
Okay. So um… Obviously Ethan Fowler – OG Stereo legend – I looked up to his skating so much… Always thought he was a steez guy etc.
Yep. I mean… Tincan Folklore…
Yeah… But I was maybe not as aware as until I went out there just how much all those guys idolised him, how much he was like the fucking guy.
Anyway so I didn’t have a licence or a car so you know, once I was out on the sesh I was kind of at other people’s will… And one afternoon the guys I was with were all excited like: ‘hey dude we’re gonna BBQ at Ethan’s house and then we’re gonna go to his psychedelic rock show, it’s going to be fucking sick dude! Ethan’s the fucking coolest!’ You know like the sun shone out of his arse for them basically. Everyone loved him.
So we go to Ethan Fowler’s house, we have this little BBQ then it’s all ‘we’re going to the bar now like, Ethan’s band is going to play dude, sick’. So we were in some little basement bar in Downtown LA, and you know he plays his show – everyone’s had a few beers – whatever… It was really loud in there and so he just kinda cornered me like: ‘hey man, not too many n****rs in here is there? You must feel super out of place dude, look around.’ And I just, I just froze – like what the fuck? He knew that I was the little kid on the team, the new guy coming over here from England, and that he was in this position of power. Like I’m fucking Ethan Fowler, like I can say whatever I want to you. So yeah, ‘not too many n****rs in here, you must feel pretty out of place man.’ And I’m just like ‘errrr’ and I’ll never forget he looked me in the eyes smiling and said, ‘you probably want to punch me right now don’t you? But you’re not gonna are you?’ And then he walked off. I was left there frozen like, ‘oh fuck…’ I didn’t know what to do. I just left and got a taxi to wherever I was staying that night and that was kinda it.
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
I gotta hear more about this
I think someone else who was there already told the story on slap, but basically like 7 years ago at Woodward a kid was mad that Jeff had cursed out the kid's brother previously and Jeff with a smug look on his face, was saying "I don't give a fuck he was talking shit" and making of the child. Kid ended up telling Jeff "go do a triple flip with your shitty style" and as the rest of us kids were giggling (I was like 13 at the time) Jeff, with a look of determination, goes to try a triple flip and falls as the kid yells "your raping my eyeballs!". Jeff did not respond and later got kicked out of Woodward (he was a visiting pro)
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
I gotta hear more about this
Imagine going to Woodward as a kid, being excited to skate everything and meet the visiting pro, and it's turns out to be Pine lol
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
I gotta hear more about this
Imagine going to Woodward as a kid, being excited to skate everything and meet the visiting pro, and it's turns out to be Pine lol
Just remembered he technically wasn't even a visiting pro. Chris Chann was visiting for the video camp they had and brought pine as a guest. I remember being surprised to learn this just because Jeff was acting very cocky the whole time going out of his way to cool guy people and one up kids skating. The visiting pro stuff was often pretty random though. One time they advertised the vans team was visiting and it turned out to just be a couple flow dudes
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
In 2006 the Foundation team were scheduled for a demo/signing at my local shop in a small town in Sweden with a skate park just outside the shop. Unfortunately , it was raining so the whole team just sat inside the shop behind the counter. The shop owner had pre-produced a bunch of square sized flyers which the team members could sign for the kids.
The kids lined up from left to right by the counter getting their flyer signed by each team member and Ethan was sitting far most right, being the last one to sign the flyer. The ceiling in the shop was made of some sort of rubbery material and Ethan noticed this. When it was Ethan's turn to sign the flyer, he signed it, then he would just throw it straight up into the ceiling to see if it would get stuck (in the same way those card throwers can throw playing cards you know).
Luckily, Ethan failed to get the flyers to stick to the ceiling so the kids just picked up their flyer with all the autographs from the floor after he'd thrown them. This went on for a while and no one said anything but it sort of became this weird game that everyone in the shop was silently focusing in on. Which kid would be the unlucky one to have his flyer stuck in the ceiling too far to reach?
Then bam! One flyer got stuck in the ceiling. One chubby kid, maybe 10-12 years old became the goose in this duck, duck goose type game. The kid didn't know what to do. His friends laughed at his misfortune. Now, you would think that Ethan or the shop owner would simply grab the sticker and give it to the kid but no. Ethan just kept on signing and throwing flyers and the shop owner didn't seem like he could care less.
The kid realized he had to try to grab it himself. He started jumping up and down but wasn't even close to reach the ceiling. You could see how the kid became more and more desperate. His friends stopped laughing and instead tried to help him but they couldn't reach it either so they went and got a chair the chubby kid could stand on to reach it. The Chubby kid stood on the chair and was just a few inches from grabbing the flyer when Ethan noticed what was going on.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH THAT!!!", Ethan screamed right in the kid's face as he stood on the chair with his fingers hovering the flyer. The whole shop went silent. The kid just froze for a few seconds then just stepped down from the chair without getting his flyer. Ethan turned his head back towards the counter and continued to sign flyers and eventually the silence turned into to the usual murmur and the signing continued.
I watched all this from a safe distance and it was such a surreal moment. I found it hard to describe in text but it was truly weird and not good weird. You could touch the awkwardness in the air. There were so many adults there (the shop owner and a bunch of parents) and no one stepped in. Everyone (including the other team members) just went silent by sheer shock. I can only imagine how humiliating this must've been for the poor kid. All eyes were on him and his absolute helplessness in the situation at hand. If Ethan was his favorite skater before this event, I very much doubt he was afterwards.
I took the team around Gothenburg on the same tour to spots skating with them - Ethan might be the worst pro I ever met. such a shitty attitude.
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nothing crazy but at a consolidated demo about 30-ish years ago my timid friend asked one of the pros he wasn't familiar with if they were selling any product. He really wanted to ask Andy, but was kind of afraid of him. With no other choice he went up to Andy and squeaked out a "Excuse, Mr.Roy -" before Andy whipped around and said "HUH?! Just call me Andy!!!!" My friend then asked if he had any of the hot new dare devil wheels to sell. "Awww shit I'd sell 'em if I had em!!!!!!" said Andy - i think he wound up giving him like a shirt or some hardware. seemed so awkward but Andy seems like a nice guy
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In 2000 just before Enjoi started the then team came to our skatepark. Jerry just sat there stoned and my friend asked if he was going to call his pro shoe the Hsu-shi. Now, Jerry is Chinese and sushi is not Chinese but we were 14 and my friend didn't realize that he kinda said something racist he just thought the play on words was funny. You could see Jerry actually think this over and come to the conclusion that my friend was just a dumb 14 year old that was accidentally racist and he smiled and laughed and said "man, that would be amazing!" And gave us some Enjoi stickers. What a nice guy.
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
In 2006 the Foundation team were scheduled for a demo/signing at my local shop in a small town in Sweden with a skate park just outside the shop. Unfortunately , it was raining so the whole team just sat inside the shop behind the counter. The shop owner had pre-produced a bunch of square sized flyers which the team members could sign for the kids.
The kids lined up from left to right by the counter getting their flyer signed by each team member and Ethan was sitting far most right, being the last one to sign the flyer. The ceiling in the shop was made of some sort of rubbery material and Ethan noticed this. When it was Ethan's turn to sign the flyer, he signed it, then he would just throw it straight up into the ceiling to see if it would get stuck (in the same way those card throwers can throw playing cards you know).
Luckily, Ethan failed to get the flyers to stick to the ceiling so the kids just picked up their flyer with all the autographs from the floor after he'd thrown them. This went on for a while and no one said anything but it sort of became this weird game that everyone in the shop was silently focusing in on. Which kid would be the unlucky one to have his flyer stuck in the ceiling too far to reach?
Then bam! One flyer got stuck in the ceiling. One chubby kid, maybe 10-12 years old became the goose in this duck, duck goose type game. The kid didn't know what to do. His friends laughed at his misfortune. Now, you would think that Ethan or the shop owner would simply grab the sticker and give it to the kid but no. Ethan just kept on signing and throwing flyers and the shop owner didn't seem like he could care less.
The kid realized he had to try to grab it himself. He started jumping up and down but wasn't even close to reach the ceiling. You could see how the kid became more and more desperate. His friends stopped laughing and instead tried to help him but they couldn't reach it either so they went and got a chair the chubby kid could stand on to reach it. The Chubby kid stood on the chair and was just a few inches from grabbing the flyer when Ethan noticed what was going on.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH THAT!!!", Ethan screamed right in the kid's face as he stood on the chair with his fingers hovering the flyer. The whole shop went silent. The kid just froze for a few seconds then just stepped down from the chair without getting his flyer. Ethan turned his head back towards the counter and continued to sign flyers and eventually the silence turned into to the usual murmur and the signing continued.
I watched all this from a safe distance and it was such a surreal moment. I found it hard to describe in text but it was truly weird and not good weird. You could touch the awkwardness in the air. There were so many adults there (the shop owner and a bunch of parents) and no one stepped in. Everyone (including the other team members) just went silent by sheer shock. I can only imagine how humiliating this must've been for the poor kid. All eyes were on him and his absolute helplessness in the situation at hand. If Ethan was his favorite skater before this event, I very much doubt he was afterwards.
I took the team around Gothenburg on the same tour to spots skating with them - Ethan might be the worst pro I ever met. such a shitty attitude.
Yeah, it felt like he took pride in it too. Mike Rusczyk on the other hand was very nice at this event. Probably the nicest pro I've met.
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In 2000 just before Enjoi started the then team came to our skatepark. Jerry just sat there stoned and my friend asked if he was going to call his pro shoe the Hsu-shi. Now, Jerry is Chinese and sushi is not Chinese but we were 14 and my friend didn't realize that he kinda said something racist he just thought the play on words was funny. You could see Jerry actually think this over and come to the conclusion that my friend was just a dumb 14 year old that was accidentally racist and he smiled and laughed and said "man, that would be amazing!" And gave us some Enjoi stickers. What a nice guy.
This is beautiful
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In 2000 just before Enjoi started the then team came to our skatepark. Jerry just sat there stoned and my friend asked if he was going to call his pro shoe the Hsu-shi. Now, Jerry is Chinese and sushi is not Chinese but we were 14 and my friend didn't realize that he kinda said something racist he just thought the play on words was funny. You could see Jerry actually think this over and come to the conclusion that my friend was just a dumb 14 year old that was accidentally racist and he smiled and laughed and said "man, that would be amazing!" And gave us some Enjoi stickers. What a nice guy.
Top tier Jerry story.
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Seeing Chris Cole outside of the shop I worked at at the time during an OMIT signing. He was going on & on about how easy it is to sell his products since “it’s like drugs”. He just kept saying that. He was laughing to himself.
Saw Marc Johnson right after he left Lakai at the Adidas premiere basically run off when some kids yelled his name. He was visibly pissed. Go outside to smoke a cigarette at the time & look over to see him smoking one furiously with Blondey. Blondey is also huge in real life. He’s very large & built which was kind of wild to see.
I refuse to believe this. You're a monster
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nothing crazy but at a consolidated demo about 30-ish years ago my timid friend asked one of the pros he wasn't familiar with if they were selling any product. He really wanted to ask Andy, but was kind of afraid of him. With no other choice he went up to Andy and squeaked out a "Excuse, Mr.Roy -" before Andy whipped around and said "HUH?! Just call me Andy!!!!" My friend then asked if he had any of the hot new dare devil wheels to sell. "Awww shit I'd sell 'em if I had em!!!!!!" said Andy - i think he wound up giving him like a shirt or some hardware. seemed so awkward but Andy seems like a nice guy
I used to see him very often honestly. He's always been really cool to all the local skaters here. Always encouraging and very nice. He won me over with how cool he actually was.
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In 2000 just before Enjoi started the then team came to our skatepark. Jerry just sat there stoned and my friend asked if he was going to call his pro shoe the Hsu-shi. Now, Jerry is Chinese and sushi is not Chinese but we were 14 and my friend didn't realize that he kinda said something racist he just thought the play on words was funny. You could see Jerry actually think this over and come to the conclusion that my friend was just a dumb 14 year old that was accidentally racist and he smiled and laughed and said "man, that would be amazing!" And gave us some Enjoi stickers. What a nice guy.
Jerry is great.
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
In 2006 the Foundation team were scheduled for a demo/signing at my local shop in a small town in Sweden with a skate park just outside the shop. Unfortunately , it was raining so the whole team just sat inside the shop behind the counter. The shop owner had pre-produced a bunch of square sized flyers which the team members could sign for the kids.
The kids lined up from left to right by the counter getting their flyer signed by each team member and Ethan was sitting far most right, being the last one to sign the flyer. The ceiling in the shop was made of some sort of rubbery material and Ethan noticed this. When it was Ethan's turn to sign the flyer, he signed it, then he would just throw it straight up into the ceiling to see if it would get stuck (in the same way those card throwers can throw playing cards you know).
Luckily, Ethan failed to get the flyers to stick to the ceiling so the kids just picked up their flyer with all the autographs from the floor after he'd thrown them. This went on for a while and no one said anything but it sort of became this weird game that everyone in the shop was silently focusing in on. Which kid would be the unlucky one to have his flyer stuck in the ceiling too far to reach?
Then bam! One flyer got stuck in the ceiling. One chubby kid, maybe 10-12 years old became the goose in this duck, duck goose type game. The kid didn't know what to do. His friends laughed at his misfortune. Now, you would think that Ethan or the shop owner would simply grab the sticker and give it to the kid but no. Ethan just kept on signing and throwing flyers and the shop owner didn't seem like he could care less.
The kid realized he had to try to grab it himself. He started jumping up and down but wasn't even close to reach the ceiling. You could see how the kid became more and more desperate. His friends stopped laughing and instead tried to help him but they couldn't reach it either so they went and got a chair the chubby kid could stand on to reach it. The Chubby kid stood on the chair and was just a few inches from grabbing the flyer when Ethan noticed what was going on.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH THAT!!!", Ethan screamed right in the kid's face as he stood on the chair with his fingers hovering the flyer. The whole shop went silent. The kid just froze for a few seconds then just stepped down from the chair without getting his flyer. Ethan turned his head back towards the counter and continued to sign flyers and eventually the silence turned into to the usual murmur and the signing continued.
I watched all this from a safe distance and it was such a surreal moment. I found it hard to describe in text but it was truly weird and not good weird. You could touch the awkwardness in the air. There were so many adults there (the shop owner and a bunch of parents) and no one stepped in. Everyone (including the other team members) just went silent by sheer shock. I can only imagine how humiliating this must've been for the poor kid. All eyes were on him and his absolute helplessness in the situation at hand. If Ethan was his favorite skater before this event, I very much doubt he was afterwards.
Definitely shitty behavior, especially paired with everything else about him, but reading this fifteen years after the fact it made me LOL as I envision it as a I Think You Should Leave skit.
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
In 2006 the Foundation team were scheduled for a demo/signing at my local shop in a small town in Sweden with a skate park just outside the shop. Unfortunately , it was raining so the whole team just sat inside the shop behind the counter. The shop owner had pre-produced a bunch of square sized flyers which the team members could sign for the kids.
The kids lined up from left to right by the counter getting their flyer signed by each team member and Ethan was sitting far most right, being the last one to sign the flyer. The ceiling in the shop was made of some sort of rubbery material and Ethan noticed this. When it was Ethan's turn to sign the flyer, he signed it, then he would just throw it straight up into the ceiling to see if it would get stuck (in the same way those card throwers can throw playing cards you know).
Luckily, Ethan failed to get the flyers to stick to the ceiling so the kids just picked up their flyer with all the autographs from the floor after he'd thrown them. This went on for a while and no one said anything but it sort of became this weird game that everyone in the shop was silently focusing in on. Which kid would be the unlucky one to have his flyer stuck in the ceiling too far to reach?
Then bam! One flyer got stuck in the ceiling. One chubby kid, maybe 10-12 years old became the goose in this duck, duck goose type game. The kid didn't know what to do. His friends laughed at his misfortune. Now, you would think that Ethan or the shop owner would simply grab the sticker and give it to the kid but no. Ethan just kept on signing and throwing flyers and the shop owner didn't seem like he could care less.
The kid realized he had to try to grab it himself. He started jumping up and down but wasn't even close to reach the ceiling. You could see how the kid became more and more desperate. His friends stopped laughing and instead tried to help him but they couldn't reach it either so they went and got a chair the chubby kid could stand on to reach it. The Chubby kid stood on the chair and was just a few inches from grabbing the flyer when Ethan noticed what was going on.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH THAT!!!", Ethan screamed right in the kid's face as he stood on the chair with his fingers hovering the flyer. The whole shop went silent. The kid just froze for a few seconds then just stepped down from the chair without getting his flyer. Ethan turned his head back towards the counter and continued to sign flyers and eventually the silence turned into to the usual murmur and the signing continued.
I watched all this from a safe distance and it was such a surreal moment. I found it hard to describe in text but it was truly weird and not good weird. You could touch the awkwardness in the air. There were so many adults there (the shop owner and a bunch of parents) and no one stepped in. Everyone (including the other team members) just went silent by sheer shock. I can only imagine how humiliating this must've been for the poor kid. All eyes were on him and his absolute helplessness in the situation at hand. If Ethan was his favorite skater before this event, I very much doubt he was afterwards.
Definitely shitty behavior, especially paired with everything else about him, but reading this fifteen years after the fact it made me LOL as I envision it as a I Think You Should Leave skit.
Haha! In hindsight, that's exactly what it felt like. It was so awkward. The whole situation could've been directed by Tim Robinson or Nathan Fielder.
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Oh wow, turns out bearded motorcycle guy with a couple good video parts 30 years ago is actually a racist dickhole who inexplicably used his time to shine to flex on children during rubber-roofed skateshop signings. I don't know where I'm going with this, but Hsu > Fowler, forever and always.
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nothing crazy but at a consolidated demo about 30-ish years ago my timid friend asked one of the pros he wasn't familiar with if they were selling any product. He really wanted to ask Andy, but was kind of afraid of him. With no other choice he went up to Andy and squeaked out a "Excuse, Mr.Roy -" before Andy whipped around and said "HUH?! Just call me Andy!!!!" My friend then asked if he had any of the hot new dare devil wheels to sell. "Awww shit I'd sell 'em if I had em!!!!!!" said Andy - i think he wound up giving him like a shirt or some hardware. seemed so awkward but Andy seems like a nice guy
Met Andy at a Consolidated demo around 97ish right after his snuggle bandit interview and I can remember it like it was yesterday how polite and friendly he was. Tripped me out.
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About 10 years ago, Chris Millic was dabbling with graffiti under the name, "Frog4" (well before he started the brand), tagging around local Tempe skatespots. While I was pretty sure it was him responsible for the tags, a mutual friend I knew through graffiti confirmed it. Anyways, I was drinking in the little Safeway lounge area with the homeless cats, being bored one night, and see Chris buying groceries. As he's leaving, I rolled up to him, acted tough, and said "YO! You Frog4?" He got super shook (keep in mind, im a relatively small dude) and confirmed it was him. I proceeded to tell him to quit writing and kept up with the tough guy persona to my own amusement. He literally seemed like he was gonna cry/piss his pants. Then I broke character and told him I was kidding and that I actually dug the name Frog4. We chatted for a bit about skating and graff. Nice dude. I kinda felt bad for scaring him, but I was drunk and it was kinda fun at the moment.
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Lol the people who are like “Andy Roy such a nice guy” probably never been at a bar around him… he can be nice but he’s also started lots of fights with people I know. One time Called em “f*****s” cuz they had tight jeans on lmao.
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Super lmao
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About 10 years ago, Chris Millic was dabbling with graffiti under the name, "Frog4" (well before he started the brand), tagging around local Tempe skatespots. While I was pretty sure it was him responsible for the tags, a mutual friend I knew through graffiti confirmed it. Anyways, I was drinking in the little Safeway lounge area with the homeless cats, being bored one night, and see Chris buying groceries. As he's leaving, I rolled up to him, acted tough, and said "YO! You Frog4?" He got super shook (keep in mind, im a relatively small dude) and confirmed it was him. I proceeded to tell him to quit writing and kept up with the tough guy persona to my own amusement. He literally seemed like he was gonna cry/piss his pants. Then I broke character and told him I was kidding and that I actually dug the name Frog4. We chatted for a bit about skating and graff. Nice dude. I kinda felt bad for scaring him, but I was drunk and it was kinda fun at the moment.
This seems more like a story about your low self esteem
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
I gotta hear more about this
A buddy of mine was a Woodward counselor and confirmed that Jeff was an absolute jerk to all of the children.
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About 10 years ago, Chris Millic was dabbling with graffiti under the name, "Frog4" (well before he started the brand), tagging around local Tempe skatespots. While I was pretty sure it was him responsible for the tags, a mutual friend I knew through graffiti confirmed it. Anyways, I was drinking in the little Safeway lounge area with the homeless cats, being bored one night, and see Chris buying groceries. As he's leaving, I rolled up to him, acted tough, and said "YO! You Frog4?" He got super shook (keep in mind, im a relatively small dude) and confirmed it was him. I proceeded to tell him to quit writing and kept up with the tough guy persona to my own amusement. He literally seemed like he was gonna cry/piss his pants. Then I broke character and told him I was kidding and that I actually dug the name Frog4. We chatted for a bit about skating and graff. Nice dude. I kinda felt bad for scaring him, but I was drunk and it was kinda fun at the moment.
"I verbally accosted a stranger in a threatening manner in a dark parking lot while he was trying to do his weekly grocery shopping and my crew of drunk homies leered closeby, why was he weirded out by me?"
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picturing chris non ironically at the safeway off broadway and rural by himself is just so funny to me
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Every time a thread like this happens I hope that somebody finds the video of David Loy crying and screaming because Lutzka won't let him on top of a bank.
I need this and the footage of Steve Berra crying about Tony Hawk....
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Necroing this aged thread for the sole purpose of getting to hear the Ethan Fowler story @Loady McGee has on tap.
Over to you, Loady.
In 2006 the Foundation team were scheduled for a demo/signing at my local shop in a small town in Sweden with a skate park just outside the shop. Unfortunately , it was raining so the whole team just sat inside the shop behind the counter. The shop owner had pre-produced a bunch of square sized flyers which the team members could sign for the kids.
The kids lined up from left to right by the counter getting their flyer signed by each team member and Ethan was sitting far most right, being the last one to sign the flyer. The ceiling in the shop was made of some sort of rubbery material and Ethan noticed this. When it was Ethan's turn to sign the flyer, he signed it, then he would just throw it straight up into the ceiling to see if it would get stuck (in the same way those card throwers can throw playing cards you know).
Luckily, Ethan failed to get the flyers to stick to the ceiling so the kids just picked up their flyer with all the autographs from the floor after he'd thrown them. This went on for a while and no one said anything but it sort of became this weird game that everyone in the shop was silently focusing in on. Which kid would be the unlucky one to have his flyer stuck in the ceiling too far to reach?
Then bam! One flyer got stuck in the ceiling. One chubby kid, maybe 10-12 years old became the goose in this duck, duck goose type game. The kid didn't know what to do. His friends laughed at his misfortune. Now, you would think that Ethan or the shop owner would simply grab the sticker and give it to the kid but no. Ethan just kept on signing and throwing flyers and the shop owner didn't seem like he could care less.
The kid realized he had to try to grab it himself. He started jumping up and down but wasn't even close to reach the ceiling. You could see how the kid became more and more desperate. His friends stopped laughing and instead tried to help him but they couldn't reach it either so they went and got a chair the chubby kid could stand on to reach it. The Chubby kid stood on the chair and was just a few inches from grabbing the flyer when Ethan noticed what was going on.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH THAT!!!", Ethan screamed right in the kid's face as he stood on the chair with his fingers hovering the flyer. The whole shop went silent. The kid just froze for a few seconds then just stepped down from the chair without getting his flyer. Ethan turned his head back towards the counter and continued to sign flyers and eventually the silence turned into to the usual murmur and the signing continued.
I watched all this from a safe distance and it was such a surreal moment. I found it hard to describe in text but it was truly weird and not good weird. You could touch the awkwardness in the air. There were so many adults there (the shop owner and a bunch of parents) and no one stepped in. Everyone (including the other team members) just went silent by sheer shock. I can only imagine how humiliating this must've been for the poor kid. All eyes were on him and his absolute helplessness in the situation at hand. If Ethan was his favorite skater before this event, I very much doubt he was afterwards.
I took the team around Gothenburg on the same tour to spots skating with them - Ethan might be the worst pro I ever met. such a shitty attitude.
Yeah, it felt like he took pride in it too. Mike Rusczyk on the other hand was very nice at this event. Probably the nicest pro I've met.
Mike is mad underrated. Now I wanna go re-watch his Cataclysmic Abyss and That's Life parts. Mike + Sonic Youth = match made in heaven.
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Skateboarding was at an all time low around 1994, th after the era after the big vert contests and before the first X-Games.
I was at a Birdhouse demo in a parking garage (it was raining), at most 20 people showed up to see Willy Santos, Ocean Howell and Tony Hawk skate one small obstacle. Tony did his best, tre flips on flat and kickflips and heelflips over the hip.
Thinking back it's almost surreal. Almost a private demo from the Birdman.
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Idk if I wrote it already but Pitcrew Emerica signing. 207 downtown Frederick I’m in line when I see Jon Dickson come out of the shop. I just blurt out “Jon Dickson? Are you on Emerica now?!” He really quietly says no then skates off. I was very embarrassed and felt like I asked a dumb question but he IS on emerica now.
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
I gotta hear more about this
Imagine going to Woodward as a kid, being excited to skate everything and meet the visiting pro, and it's turns out to be Pine lol
Who in tarnation are you referring to? I'm not aware of any transincestual beings in the skate world.
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
I gotta hear more about this
Imagine going to Woodward as a kid, being excited to skate everything and meet the visiting pro, and it's turns out to be Pine lol
Who in tarnation are you referring to? I'm not aware of any transincestual beings in the skate world.
Skateboarder one = Chris Chann. The one in reference to the previous comment is Chris Chan.
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I gotta hear more about this
Nice. I needed that serotonin today.
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Skateboarding was at an all time low around 1994, th after the era after the big vert contests and before the first X-Games.
I was at a Birdhouse demo in a parking garage (it was raining), at most 20 people showed up to see Willy Santos, Ocean Howell and Tony Hawk skate one small obstacle. Tony did his best, tre flips on flat and kickflips and heelflips over the hip.
Thinking back it's almost surreal. Almost a private demo from the Birdman.
Saw this same lineup, almost certainly the same tour. They skated in a high school parking lot which had a crusty old bank, with like 20-40 people there watching. I remember lots of parents parked in their cars on the street waiting for it to be over. The whole thing was obviously unauthorized.
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Skateboarding was at an all time low around 1994, th after the era after the big vert contests and before the first X-Games.
I was at a Birdhouse demo in a parking garage (it was raining), at most 20 people showed up to see Willy Santos, Ocean Howell and Tony Hawk skate one small obstacle. Tony did his best, tre flips on flat and kickflips and heelflips over the hip.
Thinking back it's almost surreal. Almost a private demo from the Birdman.
Saw this same lineup, almost certainly the same tour. They skated in a high school parking lot which had a crusty old bank, with like 20-40 people there watching. I remember lots of parents parked in their cars on the street waiting for it to be over. The whole thing was obviously unauthorized.
Must have been. Parking garage was unauthorized too. "Ok it's raining, let's move the obstacle in a random garage."
Tony was trying so hard to please the "crowd", it was hard to believe this was the same guy who did 540 ollies and 720s in super slowmo in those overproduced Powell video.
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About 10 years ago, Chris Millic was dabbling with graffiti under the name, "Frog4" (well before he started the brand), tagging around local Tempe skatespots. While I was pretty sure it was him responsible for the tags, a mutual friend I knew through graffiti confirmed it. Anyways, I was drinking in the little Safeway lounge area with the homeless cats, being bored one night, and see Chris buying groceries. As he's leaving, I rolled up to him, acted tough, and said "YO! You Frog4?" He got super shook (keep in mind, im a relatively small dude) and confirmed it was him. I proceeded to tell him to quit writing and kept up with the tough guy persona to my own amusement. He literally seemed like he was gonna cry/piss his pants. Then I broke character and told him I was kidding and that I actually dug the name Frog4. We chatted for a bit about skating and graff. Nice dude. I kinda felt bad for scaring him, but I was drunk and it was kinda fun at the moment.
reddit graff toys even flex on each other like writers. crazy how far theyll go to fake it
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
I gotta hear more about this
Imagine going to Woodward as a kid, being excited to skate everything and meet the visiting pro, and it's turns out to be Pine lol
Who in tarnation are you referring to? I'm not aware of any transincestual beings in the skate world.
Skateboarder one = Chris Chann. The one in reference to the previous comment is Chris Chan.
Just in case coldbrew's reply wasn't clear enough, Chris Chann with two n's and Chris Chan with one are two different people. Chris Chan with one n is a non skate related youtuber who was charged with incest and Chris Chann with two n's is the skateboarding youtuber from my story
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HK wasn't as known to the kids in 2003ish or 04. We were like 14 or something but he sat and talked with us for like an hour or more. I don't know if we asked about him, I think we just talked skating. I've said it on here before, but I asked him if he had heard about Danny Way planning on jumping the Great Wall of China. That sentence now sounds like some little kid rumor, and back then that's what he thought it was. He was like, "What?! That's not true." So I was like yeah dude, I just read about it in *whatever the mag was that wrote about the plan*. There was an older dude with them that Heath knew who was skating the bowl, when he bailed a trick and was walking towards his board Heath yelled down to him, "Hey, this kid is saying Danny Way is gonna jump The Great Wall of China on the megaramp!" and the dude just replied, "Yeah, he is. I've been to the spot he's gonna do it, it's not that crazy."
lol
He gave us a look like we weren't dumbasses after all and continued to be cool as fuck. How many people got to share McDonald's chocolate chip cookies with their childhood hero?
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HK wasn't as known to the kids in 2003ish or 04. We were like 14 or something but he sat and talked with us for like an hour or more. I don't know if we asked about him, I think we just talked skating. I've said it on here before, but I asked him if he had heard about Danny Way planning on jumping the Great Wall of China. That sentence now sounds like some little kid rumor, and back then that's what he thought it was. He was like, "What?! That's not true." So I was like yeah dude, I just read about it in *whatever the mag was that wrote about the plan*. There was an older dude with them that Heath knew who was skating the bowl, when he bailed a trick and was walking towards his board Heath yelled down to him, "Hey, this kid is saying Danny Way is gonna jump The Great Wall of China on the megaramp!" and the dude just replied, "Yeah, he is. I've been to the spot he's gonna do it, it's not that crazy."
lol
He gave us a look like we weren't dumbasses after all and continued to be cool as fuck. How many people got to share McDonald's chocolate chip cookies with their childhood hero?
Probably not James Hardy
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
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Nice. I needed that serotonin today.
Getting hazed by teenagers will never not hurt, reminded me of this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZtLDufsjLU
"Fuck off Triple Flips"
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Bruh I was skating to tompkins and I saw Naquan rollings standing outside his car and this man just stopped what he was doing to stare at me in a weird NPC way. Kind of like when you awkwardly make eye contact with a random child at a corner store
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About 10 years ago, Chris Millic was dabbling with graffiti under the name, "Frog4" (well before he started the brand), tagging around local Tempe skatespots. While I was pretty sure it was him responsible for the tags, a mutual friend I knew through graffiti confirmed it. Anyways, I was drinking in the little Safeway lounge area with the homeless cats, being bored one night, and see Chris buying groceries. As he's leaving, I rolled up to him, acted tough, and said "YO! You Frog4?" He got super shook (keep in mind, im a relatively small dude) and confirmed it was him. I proceeded to tell him to quit writing and kept up with the tough guy persona to my own amusement. He literally seemed like he was gonna cry/piss his pants. Then I broke character and told him I was kidding and that I actually dug the name Frog4. We chatted for a bit about skating and graff. Nice dude. I kinda felt bad for scaring him, but I was drunk and it was kinda fun at the moment.
This seems more like a story about your low self esteem
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About 10 years ago, Chris Millic was dabbling with graffiti under the name, "Frog4" (well before he started the brand), tagging around local Tempe skatespots. While I was pretty sure it was him responsible for the tags, a mutual friend I knew through graffiti confirmed it. Anyways, I was drinking in the little Safeway lounge area with the homeless cats, being bored one night, and see Chris buying groceries. As he's leaving, I rolled up to him, acted tough, and said "YO! You Frog4?" He got super shook (keep in mind, im a relatively small dude) and confirmed it was him. I proceeded to tell him to quit writing and kept up with the tough guy persona to my own amusement. He literally seemed like he was gonna cry/piss his pants. Then I broke character and told him I was kidding and that I actually dug the name Frog4. We chatted for a bit about skating and graff. Nice dude. I kinda felt bad for scaring him, but I was drunk and it was kinda fun at the moment.
This seems more like a story about your low self esteem
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Have to agree that this was a rude way to interact with Chris M. Were you trying to make him laugh, or cool-guy him, or joke-scare him like you might do to your younger sibling? Confused by the behavior here
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I have a few pro skater stories but here's one.
Neckface was having a book signing in Brooklyn of his last book, Dead Skin. It took place in a small shop that was basically just a huge line of people. You enter the shop, wait in line, get to the counter to buy a book, then turn around and wait in another line returning to the front of the store, where Neckface was sitting and signing books.
I had a backpack full of roman candles and my plan was to challenge Neckface to an old fashioned duel in the street. I waited in line for at least an hour, got the the front counter, and found out the books were $200 a piece. The price was not expressed before, so it was a do-or-don't moment. I was poor as shit at the time and my priorities were elsewhere and could not justify spending $200 on a book.
Neckface was at the back of the store just wasted off his fucking ass. He had a bottle of Jack, was taking pulls and have to say, he looked like shit.
After not buying the book, I walked up near him and was about to ask him to have a firework war. But then I kinda got a grip of myself and realized that I don't think I like Neckface anymore. Dude was so fucked up, could hardly control himself and to be honest, I wasn't as crazy about his art as I had been in the past. It seemed to be turning into some kind of Sunday Newspaper Comic aesthetic with watercolors and I just wasn't digging his direction anymore.
Anyways I chickened out asking him to partake in the firework war. Honestly because I was honestly kinda grossed out by the dude. It really was a bad look, like he couldn't just hang out and interact with his fans like a normal person.
Glad he's sober now, but I still don't really like his artwork these days. I realized later that day I should have bought the book for $200 and sold it online for $400 or something.
Was a dumb day in all. Was disappointed to "meet" someone I thought would be a cool dude in real life.
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
I gotta hear more about this
Imagine going to Woodward as a kid, being excited to skate everything and meet the visiting pro, and it's turns out to be Pine lol
Who in tarnation are you referring to? I'm not aware of any transincestual beings in the skate world.
Skateboarder one = Chris Chann. The one in reference to the previous comment is Chris Chan.
Boy do i have the show for you
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zgxj_0xPleg
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I once met TIM ZOM at skateland rotterdam... dude was clearly drunk and looked like shit. This was early 2015.
Nothing too weird about the encounter but I had seen the dude in videos and the impression he let on me wasn't good, weird vibe going on, dunno I was also heavily stoned ;D .
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I have a few pro skater stories but here's one.
Neckface was having a book signing in Brooklyn of his last book, Dead Skin. It took place in a small shop that was basically just a huge line of people. You enter the shop, wait in line, get to the counter to buy a book, then turn around and wait in another line returning to the front of the store, where Neckface was sitting and signing books.
I had a backpack full of roman candles and my plan was to challenge Neckface to an old fashioned duel in the street. I waited in line for at least an hour, got the the front counter, and found out the books were $200 a piece. The price was not expressed before, so it was a do-or-don't moment. I was poor as shit at the time and my priorities were elsewhere and could not justify spending $200 on a book.
Neckface was at the back of the store just wasted off his fucking ass. He had a bottle of Jack, was taking pulls and have to say, he looked like shit.
After not buying the book, I walked up near him and was about to ask him to have a firework war. But then I kinda got a grip of myself and realized that I don't think I like Neckface anymore. Dude was so fucked up, could hardly control himself and to be honest, I wasn't as crazy about his art as I had been in the past. It seemed to be turning into some kind of Sunday Newspaper Comic aesthetic with watercolors and I just wasn't digging his direction anymore.
Anyways I chickened out asking him to partake in the firework war. Honestly because I was honestly kinda grossed out by the dude. It really was a bad look, like he couldn't just hang out and interact with his fans like a normal person.
Glad he's sober now, but I still don't really like his artwork these days. I realized later that day I should have bought the book for $200 and sold it online for $400 or something.
Was a dumb day in all. Was disappointed to "meet" someone I thought would be a cool dude in real life.
You sound like a huge dork
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Seeing pine get into a heated argument with a child and lose was an interesting moment
I gotta hear more about this
Imagine going to Woodward as a kid, being excited to skate everything and meet the visiting pro, and it's turns out to be Pine lol
Who in tarnation are you referring to? I'm not aware of any transincestual beings in the skate world.
Skateboarder one = Chris Chann. The one in reference to the previous comment is Chris Chan.
Boy do i have the show for you
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zgxj_0xPleg
75 parts??? Good luck with that
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I have a few pro skater stories but here's one.
Neckface was having a book signing in Brooklyn of his last book, Dead Skin. It took place in a small shop that was basically just a huge line of people. You enter the shop, wait in line, get to the counter to buy a book, then turn around and wait in another line returning to the front of the store, where Neckface was sitting and signing books.
I had a backpack full of roman candles and my plan was to challenge Neckface to an old fashioned duel in the street. I waited in line for at least an hour, got the the front counter, and found out the books were $200 a piece. The price was not expressed before, so it was a do-or-don't moment. I was poor as shit at the time and my priorities were elsewhere and could not justify spending $200 on a book.
Neckface was at the back of the store just wasted off his fucking ass. He had a bottle of Jack, was taking pulls and have to say, he looked like shit.
After not buying the book, I walked up near him and was about to ask him to have a firework war. But then I kinda got a grip of myself and realized that I don't think I like Neckface anymore. Dude was so fucked up, could hardly control himself and to be honest, I wasn't as crazy about his art as I had been in the past. It seemed to be turning into some kind of Sunday Newspaper Comic aesthetic with watercolors and I just wasn't digging his direction anymore.
Anyways I chickened out asking him to partake in the firework war. Honestly because I was honestly kinda grossed out by the dude. It really was a bad look, like he couldn't just hang out and interact with his fans like a normal person.
Glad he's sober now, but I still don't really like his artwork these days. I realized later that day I should have bought the book for $200 and sold it online for $400 or something.
Was a dumb day in all. Was disappointed to "meet" someone I thought would be a cool dude in real life.
You sound like a huge dork
Seeing you gleefully post about Bam as soon as he does something, and then relish in his misery, I got nothing to say to you fool.
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I have a few pro skater stories but here's one.
Neckface was having a book signing in Brooklyn of his last book, Dead Skin. It took place in a small shop that was basically just a huge line of people. You enter the shop, wait in line, get to the counter to buy a book, then turn around and wait in another line returning to the front of the store, where Neckface was sitting and signing books.
I had a backpack full of roman candles and my plan was to challenge Neckface to an old fashioned duel in the street. I waited in line for at least an hour, got the the front counter, and found out the books were $200 a piece. The price was not expressed before, so it was a do-or-don't moment. I was poor as shit at the time and my priorities were elsewhere and could not justify spending $200 on a book.
Neckface was at the back of the store just wasted off his fucking ass. He had a bottle of Jack, was taking pulls and have to say, he looked like shit.
After not buying the book, I walked up near him and was about to ask him to have a firework war. But then I kinda got a grip of myself and realized that I don't think I like Neckface anymore. Dude was so fucked up, could hardly control himself and to be honest, I wasn't as crazy about his art as I had been in the past. It seemed to be turning into some kind of Sunday Newspaper Comic aesthetic with watercolors and I just wasn't digging his direction anymore.
Anyways I chickened out asking him to partake in the firework war. Honestly because I was honestly kinda grossed out by the dude. It really was a bad look, like he couldn't just hang out and interact with his fans like a normal person.
Glad he's sober now, but I still don't really like his artwork these days. I realized later that day I should have bought the book for $200 and sold it online for $400 or something.
Was a dumb day in all. Was disappointed to "meet" someone I thought would be a cool dude in real life.
No stories here, but one of my oldest friends had Neckface as a student in art school and he has absolutely nothing nice to say about him.
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Must’ve been around 2004, habitat/aws/seek demo hosted by Pitcrew. The tour was to promote mosaic. Greg Meyers was on the trip with a few other seek riders. I guess someone thought it would be funny to steal Greg’s board. I’ll never forget seeing him profusely ugly crying and having a temper tantrum about the ordeal. All my 14 year old self could think was why is this whiney dude crying and screaming about a board when he gets all this shit for free. He must’ve been 15 or 16.
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I have a few pro skater stories but here's one.
Neckface was having a book signing in Brooklyn of his last book, Dead Skin. It took place in a small shop that was basically just a huge line of people. You enter the shop, wait in line, get to the counter to buy a book, then turn around and wait in another line returning to the front of the store, where Neckface was sitting and signing books.
I had a backpack full of roman candles and my plan was to challenge Neckface to an old fashioned duel in the street. I waited in line for at least an hour, got the the front counter, and found out the books were $200 a piece. The price was not expressed before, so it was a do-or-don't moment. I was poor as shit at the time and my priorities were elsewhere and could not justify spending $200 on a book.
Neckface was at the back of the store just wasted off his fucking ass. He had a bottle of Jack, was taking pulls and have to say, he looked like shit.
After not buying the book, I walked up near him and was about to ask him to have a firework war. But then I kinda got a grip of myself and realized that I don't think I like Neckface anymore. Dude was so fucked up, could hardly control himself and to be honest, I wasn't as crazy about his art as I had been in the past. It seemed to be turning into some kind of Sunday Newspaper Comic aesthetic with watercolors and I just wasn't digging his direction anymore.
Anyways I chickened out asking him to partake in the firework war. Honestly because I was honestly kinda grossed out by the dude. It really was a bad look, like he couldn't just hang out and interact with his fans like a normal person.
Glad he's sober now, but I still don't really like his artwork these days. I realized later that day I should have bought the book for $200 and sold it online for $400 or something.
Was a dumb day in all. Was disappointed to "meet" someone I thought would be a cool dude in real life.
Is he really? I've got a hearty dislike for this dude and usually try to stay away from whatever he does, but I read the latest article he "wrote" for the March issue of Thrasher, and he talked about how badass beer, booze, and hangovers are for damn near half the article. Would be an interesting way to go about sobriety.
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I have a few pro skater stories but here's one.
Neckface was having a book signing in Brooklyn of his last book, Dead Skin. It took place in a small shop that was basically just a huge line of people. You enter the shop, wait in line, get to the counter to buy a book, then turn around and wait in another line returning to the front of the store, where Neckface was sitting and signing books.
I had a backpack full of roman candles and my plan was to challenge Neckface to an old fashioned duel in the street. I waited in line for at least an hour, got the the front counter, and found out the books were $200 a piece. The price was not expressed before, so it was a do-or-don't moment. I was poor as shit at the time and my priorities were elsewhere and could not justify spending $200 on a book.
Neckface was at the back of the store just wasted off his fucking ass. He had a bottle of Jack, was taking pulls and have to say, he looked like shit.
After not buying the book, I walked up near him and was about to ask him to have a firework war. But then I kinda got a grip of myself and realized that I don't think I like Neckface anymore. Dude was so fucked up, could hardly control himself and to be honest, I wasn't as crazy about his art as I had been in the past. It seemed to be turning into some kind of Sunday Newspaper Comic aesthetic with watercolors and I just wasn't digging his direction anymore.
Anyways I chickened out asking him to partake in the firework war. Honestly because I was honestly kinda grossed out by the dude. It really was a bad look, like he couldn't just hang out and interact with his fans like a normal person.
Glad he's sober now, but I still don't really like his artwork these days. I realized later that day I should have bought the book for $200 and sold it online for $400 or something.
Was a dumb day in all. Was disappointed to "meet" someone I thought would be a cool dude in real life.
Is he really? I've got a hearty dislike for this dude and usually try to stay away from whatever he does, but I read the latest article he "wrote" for the March issue of Thrasher, and he talked about how badass beer, booze, and hangovers are for damn near half the article. Would be an interesting way to go about sobriety.
Oh okay, yeah you could be right. For some reason I thought he was trying it or something. Maybe I assumed because of his close proximity to Spanky and the rest of the now-sober Baker crew.
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About 12 years ago I cool-guyed Joey Brezinski at 3rd and army on accident. He tried saying bye to me like 3 times and somehow I missed em all. My friends were joking that I made him cry, but I often wonder if they were really joking.
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About 12 years ago I cool-guyed Joey Brezinski at 3rd and army on accident. He tried saying bye to me like 3 times and somehow I missed em all. My friends were joking that I made him cry, but I often wonder if they were really joking.
Following up with another Joey B story.
He was in town at the skateshop on some dwindle trip when cliche was still around.
He bought breakfast from the coffee shop, realized that the whole team was going out to breakfast somewhere, then asked if I wanted the sandwich.
I obliged. Shoutout to Bucky for that 1.
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Skateboarding was at an all time low around 1994, th after the era after the big vert contests and before the first X-Games.
I was at a Birdhouse demo in a parking garage (it was raining), at most 20 people showed up to see Willy Santos, Ocean Howell and Tony Hawk skate one small obstacle. Tony did his best, tre flips on flat and kickflips and heelflips over the hip.
Thinking back it's almost surreal. Almost a private demo from the Birdman.
Saw this same lineup, almost certainly the same tour. They skated in a high school parking lot which had a crusty old bank, with like 20-40 people there watching. I remember lots of parents parked in their cars on the street waiting for it to be over. The whole thing was obviously unauthorized.
Must have been. Parking garage was unauthorized too. "Ok it's raining, let's move the obstacle in a random garage."
Tony was trying so hard to please the "crowd", it was hard to believe this was the same guy who did 540 ollies and 720s in super slowmo in those overproduced Powell video.
Honestly it's no wonder he's as successful as he is. That shit's a real testament to his character. Being in a bit of a funk in my mid 20s right now and to see Birdman was showing up to do unauthorised demos in the rain, up and down the country while barely anyone attended... Dude really is cut from a different cloth - it'd be so easy to call it off or half ass it and only like 20 people would even know.
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Skateboarding was at an all time low around 1994, th after the era after the big vert contests and before the first X-Games.
I was at a Birdhouse demo in a parking garage (it was raining), at most 20 people showed up to see Willy Santos, Ocean Howell and Tony Hawk skate one small obstacle. Tony did his best, tre flips on flat and kickflips and heelflips over the hip.
Thinking back it's almost surreal. Almost a private demo from the Birdman.
Saw this same lineup, almost certainly the same tour. They skated in a high school parking lot which had a crusty old bank, with like 20-40 people there watching. I remember lots of parents parked in their cars on the street waiting for it to be over. The whole thing was obviously unauthorized.
Must have been. Parking garage was unauthorized too. "Ok it's raining, let's move the obstacle in a random garage."
Tony was trying so hard to please the "crowd", it was hard to believe this was the same guy who did 540 ollies and 720s in super slowmo in those overproduced Powell video.
Honestly it's no wonder he's as successful as he is. That shit's a real testament to his character. Being in a bit of a funk in my mid 20s right now and to see Birdman was showing up to do unauthorised demos in the rain, up and down the country while barely anyone attended... Dude really is cut from a different cloth - it'd be so easy to call it off or half ass it and only like 20 people would even know.
Those mid-90's demos were wild - I remember skating in a shitty little parking garage with Cab and Lance Conklin and a few other Powell riders when they rolled through for a demo and it was raining. It was literally just a flatground session with a couple little parking blocks. I remember being amazed that Cab was so short, I was a shrimpy little 15 year old and was shocked.
Another time Ron Allen and John Reeves came through during the Fun days and we skated around Philly all day, just two pros with a bunch of kids in tow. Good times.
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Skateboarding was at an all time low around 1994, th after the era after the big vert contests and before the first X-Games.
I was at a Birdhouse demo in a parking garage (it was raining), at most 20 people showed up to see Willy Santos, Ocean Howell and Tony Hawk skate one small obstacle. Tony did his best, tre flips on flat and kickflips and heelflips over the hip.
Thinking back it's almost surreal. Almost a private demo from the Birdman.
Saw this same lineup, almost certainly the same tour. They skated in a high school parking lot which had a crusty old bank, with like 20-40 people there watching. I remember lots of parents parked in their cars on the street waiting for it to be over. The whole thing was obviously unauthorized.
Must have been. Parking garage was unauthorized too. "Ok it's raining, let's move the obstacle in a random garage."
Tony was trying so hard to please the "crowd", it was hard to believe this was the same guy who did 540 ollies and 720s in super slowmo in those overproduced Powell video.
Honestly it's no wonder he's as successful as he is. That shit's a real testament to his character. Being in a bit of a funk in my mid 20s right now and to see Birdman was showing up to do unauthorised demos in the rain, up and down the country while barely anyone attended... Dude really is cut from a different cloth - it'd be so easy to call it off or half ass it and only like 20 people would even know.
Those mid-90's demos were wild - I remember skating in a shitty little parking garage with Cab and Lance Conklin and a few other Powell riders when they rolled through for a demo and it was raining. It was literally just a flatground session with a couple little parking blocks. I remember being amazed that Cab was so short, I was a shrimpy little 15 year old and was shocked.
Another time Ron Allen and John Reeves came through during the Fun days and we skated around Philly all day, just two pros with a bunch of kids in tow. Good times.
I saw the same pretty much in Gettysburg at a shop demo. It was half the Bones Brigade, I know Tony,Cab and Lance were there and some others. They were supposed to go street skate with all of us around town and at the College, but do to the high bust factor they ended up skating a 4” metal lipped curb at a gas station for the whole demo. It was pretty wild to see those dudes shred a curb.
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Skateboarding was at an all time low around 1994, th after the era after the big vert contests and before the first X-Games.
I was at a Birdhouse demo in a parking garage (it was raining), at most 20 people showed up to see Willy Santos, Ocean Howell and Tony Hawk skate one small obstacle. Tony did his best, tre flips on flat and kickflips and heelflips over the hip.
Thinking back it's almost surreal. Almost a private demo from the Birdman.
Saw this same lineup, almost certainly the same tour. They skated in a high school parking lot which had a crusty old bank, with like 20-40 people there watching. I remember lots of parents parked in their cars on the street waiting for it to be over. The whole thing was obviously unauthorized.
Must have been. Parking garage was unauthorized too. "Ok it's raining, let's move the obstacle in a random garage."
Tony was trying so hard to please the "crowd", it was hard to believe this was the same guy who did 540 ollies and 720s in super slowmo in those overproduced Powell video.
Honestly it's no wonder he's as successful as he is. That shit's a real testament to his character. Being in a bit of a funk in my mid 20s right now and to see Birdman was showing up to do unauthorised demos in the rain, up and down the country while barely anyone attended... Dude really is cut from a different cloth - it'd be so easy to call it off or half ass it and only like 20 people would even know.
He definitely couldn't quit it. There was a time where he nearly followed Stacy Peralta into a career in television and film editing and production, and I think it's interesting to consider what kind of career Hawk would have had if he had made that big change in the early 90s.
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
You 100% stole this story - possibly from these boards themselves, I’m certain I’ve read this here.
I got pissed randomly at a pub with Naverette - we both laughed at Al Parts getting the boot for being a pest.
It was taken from these boards, but it's a joke. I saw it somewhere randomly on Reddit attributed to someone totally different (not even skate related, if I remember correctly). The OG story is about Heath.
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
You 100% stole this story - possibly from these boards themselves, I’m certain I’ve read this here.
I got pissed randomly at a pub with Naverette - we both laughed at Al Parts getting the boot for being a pest.
It was taken from these boards, but it's a joke. I saw it somewhere randomly on Reddit attributed to someone totally different (not even skate related, if I remember correctly). The OG story is about Heath.
https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/i-saw-flying-lotus-in-a-grocery-store-copypasta
The earliest known use was for flying lotus
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
You 100% stole this story - possibly from these boards themselves, I’m certain I’ve read this here.
I got pissed randomly at a pub with Naverette - we both laughed at Al Parts getting the boot for being a pest.
It was taken from these boards, but it's a joke. I saw it somewhere randomly on Reddit attributed to someone totally different (not even skate related, if I remember correctly). The OG story is about Heath.
It's one of the earliest "copypastas", and most certainly did not originate with Heath.
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One time, Tony Hawk came up to me at Wendys, took a fry off my tray, ate it, looked me in the eyes and said "Nobody's ever going to believe you." I really wanted that fry....
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
You 100% stole this story - possibly from these boards themselves, I’m certain I’ve read this here.
I got pissed randomly at a pub with Naverette - we both laughed at Al Parts getting the boot for being a pest.
It was taken from these boards, but it's a joke. I saw it somewhere randomly on Reddit attributed to someone totally different (not even skate related, if I remember correctly). The OG story is about Heath.
It's one of the earliest "copypastas", and most certainly did not originate with Heath.
I think it was some rapper or producer
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In 2000 just before Enjoi started the then team came to our skatepark. Jerry just sat there stoned and my friend asked if he was going to call his pro shoe the Hsu-shi. Now, Jerry is Chinese and sushi is not Chinese but we were 14 and my friend didn't realize that he kinda said something racist he just thought the play on words was funny. You could see Jerry actually think this over and come to the conclusion that my friend was just a dumb 14 year old that was accidentally racist and he smiled and laughed and said "man, that would be amazing!" And gave us some Enjoi stickers. What a nice guy.
Jerry is great.
Confirming Jerry is the best. Met him last summer and
He couldn’t have been nicer with his time. Even confirmed the spelling of my name before signing a copy of his book I brought.
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I saw Eric Koston at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
I got pissed randomly at a pub with Naverette - we both laughed at Al Parts getting the boot for being a pest.
https://knowyourmeme.com/memes/i-saw-flying-lotus-in-a-grocery-store-copypasta
originated in 2012 with flying lotus. old as
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Heavy party days, I was going into the women's room at the local dive club with a female friend to do some extra-curricalars, or PEDS as some may call them. Went to close the door and a hand grabs from the other side and pushed it open. In comes a pretty lit Chet Childress. We hadnt invited him in, but did a shot with him earlier and I believe he "sniffed out" what we were up to.
"YA GOT COKE?!" Mr. Childress screams in an inquisitive yet demanding way.
"Uh yeah, of course," I reply.
"Lemme get a bump!" he re-torts, and who am I to tell him no?!
So I gives the guy a pretty decent blaster in both nose-holes.
Chet then begins to tell us about art, skating tranny, tells my friend the secret to dropping in and then takes a piss in the sink and dips out.
Didnt see him again for the rest of the night, or ever for that matter.
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Heavy party days, I was going into the women's room at the local dive club with a female friend to do some extra-curricalars, or PEDS as some may call them. Went to close the door and a hand grabs from the other side and pushed it open. In comes a pretty lit Chet Childress. We hadnt invited him in, but did a shot with him earlier and I believe he "sniffed out" what we were up to.
"YA GOT COKE?!" Mr. Childress screams in an inquisitive yet demanding way.
"Uh yeah, of course," I reply.
"Lemme get a bump!" he re-torts, and who am I to tell him no?!
So I gives the guy a pretty decent blaster in both nose-holes.
Chet then begins to tell us about art, skating tranny, tells my friend the secret to dropping in and then takes a piss in the sink and dips out.
Didnt see him again for the rest of the night, or ever for that matter.
FIN
I used to run into Chet a lot growing up and he was always the nicest dude lol. More than once he’d be riding his bike around and stop to chat with me and my friends skating a schoolyard or something. He definitely always seemed a little under the influence but always a good time with Chet.