i woke up at 6 AM due to too much red bull from the night before, my heart was racing like ricky bobby

i creeped on all the cool shit that was in brandy's house

i hope she never sees this because she'll think i'm fucking nuts

all the boys were asleep

but not mike. he sleeps with one eye open

fast forward to sunday:

right now bubba's at bonnaroo, feeling pretty psychadelic

oh and bubba's DFL

here was my view of manny mania with wes

on top of the sketchiest fence ever

there was a 40 percent chance that thing was coming down, and we were gonna end up between that wall and the fence after getting the shit cut out of us on the way down

muska was there with hipster bitches, he caught me talking pictures of him and i felt like a twat. this is the best i could do


you're probably wondering where the photos of bank to the banks, and bobby worrest's shoe party are. well, they don't exist, because i don't carry my camera with me all the time. go to the other skate sites for that bullshit. i do wish i had a photo of mike emery talking to mike mo about farts.