But then Checks couldnt resist and put the wangle on, caught this bobby long-arm of a blunt.
As usual Sods law intervenes and just as Checks was to bust his frogger high score this big orange beaty came and wiped that grin off his face and all onto the floor.
So we finished the byron sesh and headed back to the car to do a Chocolate skateboards catalogue shoot. (Chocolate skateboards does not endorse smoking kids!)
Next port of call was the station and we tried some sequences under the bridge but they were a bit shit really so i did this huge fakie heel to lighten the mood.
My heel was that gnarly that Checks had to do a little man sick.
He then went off the skate the hazardous wasteland but forgot his hazmat suit and consequently burnt to death.
Dont even ask how he managed to get his deck like that. Not that its a long story or anything, he jut put it there and you'd probably be dissapointed if we told you that.
Boothy came back from the dead just so that he could do this superb 5-0 on the gnash-gnarly cornerbox.
Isn't she beautiful.
Pykett he do some shovelling on the gumbo-ground.
Whoever took this shot i have mucho-respecto. I think its mint!
Bailey escaped the cage we put him in. We dont know how but he traversed across the wild rapids too.
Yeah bitch, im a bad mothershoveller.
The sun was setting and it was nearly time to go home but i got this last shot of Jambo before we hopped back into the Roverwaggon and got chased by Stu again.
So we went home. This little guy was already home. His house is on his back. He was a happy little dude and after a lot of umming and aaring about whether to be inside or outside the shell he decided to let me take one shot of him for glamour magazines such as "Hello Snail" and "Slugs, Hoes and Ditches"
Peace out Snailey!

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