Bro, You are truly a god among bros.

Tuesday, 26 August 2008

Leeds Awards Ceremony

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This is Leeds festival. It contains a large amount of people, some of whom take the opportunity to get weird, or flaunt themselves further than they could do on Burnley high street. Therefore, when someone worthy was seen, I tried to shoot them; thus awarding them a Lifestyle Hammer. This is not a complete list by any means. A mention should be made of the inverted, bleached mohawk with tribal patterns cut in. Missing that was one of the low points of the past year.


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"Dance like nobody is watching" is apparently no longer a metaphor. This went on for the entire 45 minute set, eyes fixed on a big screen, moves recycled every 30 seconds, consistantly mad hip movements.

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When you are dressed like this, you shouldnt be chilling around looking bored. Its like hanging yourself while holding a happy meal.

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Spot the professional wrestler. Bonus points for the generic tribal.

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Biggest mohawk in real life.

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Best mohawk in real life.

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Torrential rain is a pretty good filter. It separates the real naked rock and roll dudes from those who just want to shelter under the nearest peice of canvas and chat about the weather.

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No idea what they were doing. Why would 10 half-drunk riggers be crowded round a bin?

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Ady, a solid bro. I Vanilla Ice'd him.

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Wednesday, 13 August 2008

"you have to smash a prozzie, you're a puff if you don't" - Ben Devine



Also, if you skateboard and have fun. You will probably enjoy this..

Saturday, 9 August 2008

Braveheart piercing


ABD by Twiggy




Skate fashion novices


Powerful combination


Atiba

Clit "Braveheart" Piercing, ready for war

Friday, 8 August 2008

Thursday, 17 July 2008

Big Smoke.

Myself, Metalcock and Chris spent a few days staying in London at Chris's Uni halls. It was initally a trip to get some skating done, but it then evolved into a bundle of bromance. Recognise.
We started off drinking shitty tart fuel in the back of the Crusa.

Pope was stoked on getting out of the car after the hectic car journey.

We could have checked the tennis out, but that sports for jocks.

First place we visited was Southbank, pretty wank.

Terrorising shit.

Lunch in Camden, stocked up on papers, and got offered alot of weed.

Went to Cantelowes skatepark too.. shes alright.

Here is a spot, which is sick. Euston Banks.

London Underground, had no sense of direction. Thankful for Chris who is not 'shit at London'.

Girl with the red bag had rad shorts.

Metalcock is king of kooky tourist shit.

Chris's house was equipped with Red and Green lightbulbs, all the walls were blank and not decorated in anyway. It was like a laboratory or something.

I raided Chris's room and broke the door. Chris had melted.

Breakfast n tennants super strength lager.

This chopper was mad, wanted to take it stunting.

Ultimate bromance captured here.

Wizard status, maid in manhattan doobie master

Strange house/lab.

New Blog.

Because i have nothing to do these days, apart from sit around, skate and get drunk. It would be a good time to start a blogspot, and i will document my year out. Enjoy this space, you might even appear on it if you're badass. Peas.