Our favorite Seattle locc, C-Murder, got hitched this past weekend and Dirly $'z and Gypsy King documented the post wedding dance party for yall to enjoy. Congratulations Big Poppa and Paula!!!
The Road House
Bartender Gypsy.
The Legend of Dirly $'z!
Kromer and Dirlz.
Wedding Crashers.
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Ninj moonlighting as a ballroom dancer.
Mild Jon.
Team Toe.
JRP Photo.
Kromer showing us how to not spill your whiskey while slow dancing.
The Ruska and A.Crew.
Jesse Palmer is a boss!
Eye of the Dirlz in full effect and on the prowl.
Mr. "I fell on my face."
Gypsy checking out Krome's soft serve factory.
The Sisters Andrew.
Jetski and El Gabe.
Toebock fueling up for a hangover.
Gypsy's boot and probably his royal poo too.
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Dirlz cutting a rug.
She's got the right idea. Time fo fo sleep.
The Bryants photo by Jon Lohne via www.toebock.com
Another one of our homies moved last week but luckily not too far away. Casey AKA Hawaii journeyed on down to Santa Cruz to go to school so you know what that means...skate mish to Santa Cruz is in order. More on that later but for now peep this video of Hawaii and the homies shredding the flatbar at the Slab.
Two 24 packs of PBR, a new bottle of india ink, 2 new shader tattoo needles, and a group of willing "pin cushions" are all ingredients for the start of a great Saturday evening. I get a text from Commander Merrill asking if I'm chilling with Squints, which I thought was pretty random cuz I had just arrived at dude's house. It was impeccable timing for sure. Toan, Squints, Eddy, Danny and I take some shots of tekillya and head out the door on our way to Nards' and Commander's place to get drunk. When we get there Commander tells us she recently acquired a bottle of India ink and after much deliberation and conversation, I hop back in the #Gypsyjeep and take Squints to get some needles he has stashed at the crib. As we are doing this, Nards is busy ghetto rigging a Liner needle out of 3 sewing needles and some thread. Squints and I already know what I want stuck n poked, sorta of a part 2 from the 1st time Squints tatted me. I got a broken Bart Simpson board with USSR and when we did that we had talked bout doing a broken bottle with WLLM as the lettering but we'd gotten too drunk and figured one tatt was G for the night and saved the broken bottle for the next time. Commander and Nards were set on getting the number 17 to pay homage to their humble abode of the past couple of years. 'Twas a good time, Squints tatted me up while Eddy stepped up to do Commander's and Mel even got in there and did her 1st stick n poke!
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Mel with the initial outline.
Art by #Squints, tatt by D'irtagnan.
Mel showed no mercy to her man as she stabbed deep into Nards' leg.
So about two weeks ago I woke up on a Saturday morning itching to shred someplace sick. The only catch was that I didn't wanna stay in Rosa and end up piling out at the Slab. So I hit up Mon$ and figure St. Helena park isn't too far and would be hella fun since I haven't been since I moved back to Cali. I pick up Dirty Mon$, fill up the tank, grab some road sodas and hit the road. But thanks to Google Maps we hit the wrong road, one I'm not used to so I start to question these google directions. Before we even get to the CA 128 we are held up by a bicycle race through the hills. Shit sucked major dick, I drove bout 5 miles behind a breakaway of cyclists before hitting a road stop where ambulances were being called to tend to some injured cyclists who didn't know what they were doing and ate shit. I'm irate by this point and flip a motherfucking bitch. At that moment I'm over St. Helena park and tell Mon$ to call Toan for directions to Berkeley park. Long story short, Mon$ and I skated Berkeley from 2 pm to closing (9:30pm.)
Right when the lights came on!
Battled this volcano hip all day into the wee hours of the night.
Here's all the footy from that Saturday. Enjoy my Gypsies!
What better way to celebrate America's Independence from British Rule than getting all your homies together in a place we all love and bbq-ing up some good eats all while having that good old RED, WHITE, and BLUE to wash it all down with? Saif and Sombo decided to throw a 4th of July bash at Rosa Park yesterday and it went off! The day was filled with dudes renegading beers left and right, watergun assaults on some foolish fools, lighting cigarettes with sparklers, a best trick jam, and jumping discarded tires for our freedom. Saif and Brown Steve held down the grill game hard, grilling everything from burgers, wieners, chicken, corn, and even oysters. The park started to get pumped up soon as dudes started hucking carcass for the Best Trick contest. The contest was an all jam format to get the best trick on any obstacle at the park. Rules were simple: 1 hour to get buck, all obstacles can be skated, and top 3 win. Junge Bananas placed 3rd with an ollie up and over the funbox to flat. Nards got 2nd, I don't exactly know which trick he won with but he did a bs 360 nosegrab outta Maiden, and a sw fs nosegrind across the whole box. Finally, for 1st was B (Sinath), with a Nollie bs 180 front foot flip or as Hitcher puts it, a Nollie 180 Kickstart. After the park, we loaded up the rides and headed to 7th Street Parking Garage to watch the fireworks and to light some of our own.
Spruce Spruce Loves America!
TC popping bottles for this great nation of ours.
James repping Iverson.
Brownstizle peeping Manfre's flicks.
Gypsy King drinking hard redbull.
Man-hugs for America!
Brownstizle in all his glory.
Fireworks going off at the fairgrounds.
PBR and Mimosas.
Some lady said she smuggled some fireworks from Montana. She insisted that I watch it blow up.
Mon$ and I are just in luck cuz In-N-Out is still open!
Love your friends and famm!
All the skinny girls let Spruce-Spruce hit it!!! GIF PARTY with Spruce and Jared.
I threw together a slideshow and quick clip. Enjoy. 'MERICA!!!
