It's a classic.
I've managed to find an interview with one of the dudes who was present in the hotel room (from Sidewalk mag):
You were also present at the birth of the now legendary ‘check me out and chill’ phrase – what’s the story there?
– (Laughing), I love the fact that I was there! I hear that phrase used everywhere these days! It was Chez, Howard Cooke, Pete Hellicar, Rodney Clarke, Dave Allen, Leo Sharpe and me. We drove from Manchester, picked everyone up along the way and drove to Marseille via various places in France. The first stop was at a big Etnies skate comp in Nantes. Now, the UK has always had a different attitude to skate competitions than the Europeans and every time I’ve been away to a Euro comp it’s been first and foremost to have a bloody good time and then second to try and skate in the comp. Most of the Euro’s at the time were so serious so we basically just took the piss. On this particular occasion there was one guy call Marcus Juergensen who was probably a nice guy but he had such an arrogance about him: the way he skated, and the way he looked – he was just asking for it.
He’d grab his crotch after landing every trick for f*cks sake! Anyhow, he was so sure he’d won that he’d gone back to the hotel to put a brand spanking new outfit on before coming back to get the results. Anyhow, everyone else who placed was quite humble and sprayed their champagne and handed their prizes out to less fortunate kids etc. Old Marcus however went to collect 1st place, looking like a Brian Harvey from East 17 with a Euro twist, and proceeded to posture about the stage like a god, drank his champagne, grabbed his crotch, kept his prizes gave a speech over the mic… it was hilarious and all the UK guys were in f*cking stitches rolling around on the floor crying with laughter. None of the Euro’s knew what was going on. Later on we were all chilling out in one of the hotel rooms when Juergensen knocked on the door to ask for Rizlas, still wearing the same ridiculous outfit – we didn’t have any so he just gave us a wink and uttered the eternal, “it’s ok guys, just check me out and chill” and then trotted himself back down the corridor like some kind of crazy Euro hip hop enigma. Needless to say we were f*cking crying! The rest is history, check me out and chill, never has anyone said anything so perfect…