reason why not to be these niggas

First off, I'm not talking about anyone seriously going for some shit and not getting it with this thing. I'm talking about Johnny Cupcake tossing some air biscuits over god knows what, only to constantly kick out and just get pissed at his board/and or shirt.

I was sitting at this HELLHOLE of a spot the other day, and this son of a bitch (good friend) was trying some nollie flying carcuss big spin heelflip over some retarded skater made bump over some pisshole. for houuuuuuurrrrrrrsssssssss. literally. hours. fucking. HOURS. it was one of those middle of nowhere concrete spots where i guess they had built a concrete ledge and a bump over the gap (COMPLETE SHIT). He said "lets just go check out this spot, its pretty sick. I don't think they'll be anybody there, maybe one or two people."

so we go to check it out and lo and behold, there is a god damn bbq going on. with the biggest marks of all time. And when i mean "biggest marks of all time" one of these kids told dave hoang that he was my cousin, when in actuality I rode on the same bus to school with him in 7th grade. wow. he told dave "oh you know boosh, yeah thats my cousin." JESUS. so hes there, a few other bro's, and 3 chicks. and not like, "want to hang out with me" chicks, like, bring them to the spot and have them check out you busting your phat kickflops and all that other shit that girls dont have any clue about.

I havnt said this, but you may have suspected, the sun is burning hotter than A Crew taking a piss. this guys trying his nollie buttspin (im sure it was fucking planned out) while me, nick and Monte sit and dont do shit for like 2 and a half hours. shit is ghetto as fuck around so you cant really explore unless having your stuff taking by some chicano looking for his next score sounds good to you.

but anyways, a couple hours later he finally lands his trick, and gets hit by a hot dog as he rolls away. i wonder who threw that? some disgruntled passenger in his car id assume.

but anyways, after that we went to some skatepark, had some fun, then went to leave. this is where the story got interesting. I called Shotgun, and when we got to the car nick sits in there anyways. We drive for about 15 feet and nick says "oh shit i gotta get something out of the trunk" talking about his cigarettes. and in this hooptie ass mobile you can only unlock the trunk with the key thats in the ignition.

so the dude turns off the car, gives nick the key and waits. nick comes back like 30 seconds later and says "oh shit.. you don't have a spare key do you? i locked the key in the trunk.. seriously... seriously dude... oh shit"

so we call a few people to try to have someone pick up the dudes spare car key, and after a while finally have someone going to get it.

after waiting for about 45 minutes, nicks like "oh shit" again. then after a short pause he says, "i have something to say, but i don't want to say it" and wouldn't you know it, that little shit had the key in his pocket the whole fucking time. while the cars sitting in the middle of the road with everyone just thinking "how could that idiot lock the key in the trunk". its in his pocket. which i think is worse than actually locking it in the trunk in the first place.

whatever.

puke,
boosh