I really like DGK. I mean I really, really like DGK. Everything about it. The graphics, the name, everything. But I can't bear to admit it because I'm a white dude with a white dude haircut and white guy clothes, but every time I go to the skateshop I pick out one or two DGK items. I have a few shirts, sweaters, sweatpants, jeans, a belt, a jersey, a hat, the DGK limited edition RBK shoes, everything.. Everything DGK sells, I inadvertently buy. Sometimes when I'm stressed or had a bad day, I'd put on my DGK outfit, like head to toe I'm standing there decked out in DGK, I look in the mirror and I say, "yeah motherfucker, DGK for life BITCH. Dirty Ghetto KIDS SON WHAT UP" and I'd start doing these gang signs with my fingers that I made up while saying it. Sometimes I'd strike a really dope pose and and squat or something, just to really get into it. After about 20 minutes of this and pacing back and forth, I'd feel better and take it all off. All of it. I can't imagine what would happen if anyone ever found out my shameful wigger secret, I just can't. So I put on my slim fit jeans, my black t shirt, grab my Anti Hero board and head outside. I feel like I can do anything, because worst comes to worst, I'll just DGK out for half an hour and feel fine.
That's my confession.