you see that lil kangaroo by that thingy way over there? the bus was not busted. rules no greasy food, no smoking, no partying... all rules were ignored with in about 12 hours.
Ck1 with a slab of VB for the boys
there are good people peppered all over this world. these seemed to be some of them. thanks for the book and conversation.
"skate you cunt".
"my shoulder is fucked up"
"skate you bloody cunt"
"i can't man, i'm fucked up"
"skate you cunt, want a swig of rum?"
"sure, but i can't skate right now"
"get fucked, look at my belly tattoos, draw something on me you cunt!"
-the italian one- Feds. a mood maker, and boom stick shaker. truk that world.
this looks so -poser of the month-, but it was actually quite nuts.
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Lars, Changa, Mappy and Steve cant stop talking about it.. sounds like it was killer Max.
-J
You've just gone straight to full honorary Aussie status you cunt, mastered the vernacular perfectly you bastard, grab a slab of Coops and let's rock !!
radness....
it was rad to meet you max, i hope you enjoyed the book.
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