For those of you that like the flavor of skateboarding, this one ought to tickle your taste buds.
Rap music, it’s great. Especially when it’s coupled with nice skating. I hate nothing more than some whiny little boot music in a part. Some faggot crying about some stupid bullshit. No thank you. I want to hear about the elicit side of life. You know, the streets! Buckle your shoes on another planet, because on planet awesome I recon you get kicked in your dick for shit like that. So to honor the theme of, “the streets,”we salute you mother street by taking a poo on you, and then releasing a flock of flying rats. Ishod Wair + rap music= nuff said.
A few years ago while in New York, I took a couple minutes off from an insane day of drinking in some random bar. Somehow all of the homies had ended up in NY for the Brooklyn Banks contest. With Dwindle fitting the bill, I was properly wasted out of my head and needed a break. So I grabbed up the Viper and headed over to Supreme. Once inside the shop, we recoiled in awe of their meager product selection. As we were just to step out, a DVD in the case caught my eye. “Sex, Hood, Skate, and Videotape.” Holy shit…I had heard about this whimsical production, but had never seen it for myself. Without hesitation, I purchased what in hindsight, can only be described as one of the most important masterpieces in skateboarding history. All of the basic nutritional groups of drugs, alcohol, firearms, gangster shit, titties, and of course skating were represented. Not to mention the DVD had a special message written on it from the dude that made it. So you can only imagine the glee, and tiny drops of urine, that was thrust from my soul when I saw the intro to the sequel. I now present it to you. Shouts out to Ian Reid…
…Creepy Kyle is super pissed that there isn’t a close up of his beautiful hair flopping about in the music video of his extremely, heart sounding band. If you are girl, did it make a noise when your panties hit the floor?
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