Our back yard had the largest skateboard ramp in the state of Texas back in 1983. We even hosted a pro tour event.
The Random Crap Thread 2: It Hits the Fan.
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They existed to the best of my knowledge, but I don't thing they were a "thing."
I remember seeing them in skate mags around '88, but I don't think anyone was selling them as a complete package (i.e. you would have to custom build it).[DOUBLEPOST=1429818899,1429818741][/DOUBLEPOST]
I can't find our skate video we made after watching Shackle Me Not and Public Domain too many times. I wish I had it. I am sure it was super-dorky.[DOUBLEPOST=1429818934][/DOUBLEPOST]
Who came out?
I can't find any pic's of our ramp. But this is the video of the ramp we built at a friend's house after ours was torn down. My Bro is the skater that they show the first full run.
This is VERY 80's...
One of the pros is in the video.
That's cool - that would have been quite an influence if I witnessed that as a kid.
Well after somebody landed on his bare knees and skidded over a nail that had popped up... EVERYONE WORE PADS.
Of course pads did not do my brother any good. He landed funny, and drove his elbow into his side and ruptured his spleen.[DOUBLEPOST=1429821184,1429820935][/DOUBLEPOST]
It is hard to believe that my brother became a Pro-Photographer...
this photo of a friend of our that died way too young. Scott Moser, he was pretty influential in skating, he was Pro but never really made it in the real money. He froze to death Hoboing in a boxcar.
I ordered a patch on Amazon. The Post Office lost it for 2 weeks. I contacted the seller, they are sending me a new one... The original has just been delivered.
DON'T LET THEM READ THIS! That way you'll get two patches, AND THEN THE WORLD WILL BE YOURS!
GasBandit
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It's exactly what you think it is.
The 4000 word short story is about the "smartwatch prototype that mysteriously arrives at the door" of one Christie Aackerlund. Finally, someone who had the creative chutzpah to ask "how does a watch pork a real live human being?"
As the author lists on their Amazon page, however, the story is "only for super mature people who can handle it."
Buy it here, if you dare
At first I was all "This is so dumb" but then I saw the chick on the cover has hair the color of peeled carrots. Then I was all "this is dumb and I need nudes of that chick."
From the author who brought you
And
It's exactly what you think it is.
The 4000 word short story is about the "smartwatch prototype that mysteriously arrives at the door" of one Christie Aackerlund. Finally, someone who had the creative chutzpah to ask "how does a watch pork a real live human being?"
As the author lists on their Amazon page, however, the story is "only for super mature people who can handle it."
Buy it here, if you dare
At first I was all "This is so dumb" but then I saw the chick on the cover has hair the color of peeled carrots. Then I was all "this is dumb and I need nudes of that chick."
From the author who brought you
And
Clippy: I see you're undressing. Would you like me to tap that?
GasBandit
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In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Louisiana State University . On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.
The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it.
As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.
Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down.
The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man. Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter could not help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.
The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly. Probably wasn't the same fucking elephant. This is for everyone who sends me those heart-warming bullshit stories.
I was about to edit the ending, until I discovered there was no need to. Bravo, good sir.
In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Louisiana State University . On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.
The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it.
As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.
Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down.
The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man. Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter could not help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.
The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly. Probably wasn't the same fucking elephant. This is for everyone who sends me those heart-warming bullshit stories.
GasBandit
Staff member
It's Saturday morning, dude, and I'm at work.
I'm currently making my class write a really, really boring essay about the Renaissance as punishment for their bullshit. I'm hoping it gets their attention, but I doubt it. I'll be sure to tell the other classes I have during the day to point out how much more fun their activity was, compared to having to write an essay.
I will need to know more about them
I met your brother. He was ugly....Are you two using this thread as a way of relating to one another about what you need to buy in the store this evening, or as some sort of weird fetish determination game?