"You guys don't even want another opinion!" he shouted, breath stinking of cheap whiskey at 8am, waving a bent cigarette plucked from the hotel carpet while ranting into the screen of his phone about any opinion besides his own being anti-American.
Skateboarding as an industry is so funny. Imagine being fired from your forklift operator job in the 90s but still hanging out in the parking lot of your old warehouse, smoking, spitting, and slurring about how "back in my day you could drive the lift without a permit!"