Thrasher Magazine March 1987 — Page 50
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            BB'S
ON BOARD
For those of you who don't have access to a
computer, here is a sample of some chatter
from Thrasher's Electronic Bulletin Board:
From: Bronz Head
To: Zorn Zauber
Subject: Spelling
The fact of the matter is that when the world ends
all of the Venusian turnips that have been hiding
in the back of my eyeballs are going to Mac-
Donalds to play Bon Jovi tapes in the slightly off-
color McNugget sauce that will be falling upwards
from the greasy floor that is stained by adolescent
dreams of the underpaid runts who work behind
the counter and punch green buttons because
they aren't smart enough to remember how much
a Big Mac will cost. Anyway, it won't really mat-
ter because the earth will be shaking like a Jewish
boy getting his first BJ. on a trip to France with
his bitchy, uptight mother and his fat whiny sister
And lava will pool all over the plastic and glass
buildings of downtown while uncaring Waspy
women go through natural childbirth with ab-
solutely no makeup on.
From: Peter Meyer
Subject: Weather
Just because it is winter doesn't give you an ex-
cuse to quit skating. Sure rain and water can
screw up your bearings, but would you rather sit
on your ass and do nothing or skate? Rain or no
rain, me and my crew skate. Wet cement is rad
for 360 and 540° slides. Skate hard and free.
TRASH
SOCIETY RAGE
If it wasn't, then what was it? The
Thrasher X-Mas bash. The Gonz brought
his girlfriend. Ware. Taters, Olson, Tony
Guerrero, Mark Edwards and Billy Con-
cannon managed to monopolize their own
private barmaid. Team Jaks did what they
do best. Unreel Productions recorded stuff
that would be best unseen. Street Scott
once again got the lampshade award. (At
4 a.m. he still raged, playing a mean white
blues on his Marine Band.) The Drunk In-
juns lived up to their name. Powell-Peralta
and Dorfman were observed to hang.
Pee Wee and Teters
Eddie-boy Riggins.
From: John Buzzell
To: Psycho
Subject: Thanks for clearing it up
R.E.M. rules, Grateful Dead is the best and
Metallica pushes the hell's blood thru my veins
so I can skate to my fullest potential. If you're ever
in the area drop by and we'll skate our ramp (24
wide, 1% vert). Take it cheesy
From: Psycho
To: John Buzzel
Subject: You Know It
R.E.M. is great, Dead is Best, Metallica is God!
You sure as hell know it! It's nice to know so-
meone else out there has variety. But you forgot
one thing Slayer rips!
From: Nosebleed
To: Tony Davisodaro
Subject: God
You want to know God? Arsenic and Lace. And
you might see him. Probably not.
From: Kevin Yancy
To: Whom It May Concern
Subject: Tom Groholski
Just want to say thanks to Tom for making an
unorganized suck of a contest into a hell of a
party!!!
From: Will Waggone
To: Those Who Read It
Subject: No Thank You
I'm here. I'm here. I'm here. I'm not here. This
is not real. VOID
Schmitt flew in at seven with Lucero and
several of his factory crew, including Mike
Pust and Chuck Hultz, then departed at the
next seven with no sleep. Christ, Cab, Tom-
my Guerrero, Blender, et al critiqued video
footage of the Anaheim finals. The Hotel
Utah was packed to the gills and the
hospitality suite saw many unmentionable
acts performed. The Christian contingent
left early for church on Sunday morn.
Others never left. Thatcher was observed
taking street flicks. Major Eric showed up
to close down his own party. Hundreds were
denied access while hundreds of others
Gonzales and Jim Thiebaud
From: Chad Allen
To: All
Subject: Whatever
I live in Battle Creek, Michigan, where they make
Frosted Flakes cereal. It is very cold out here. I
was just out skating my street jump in twenty
degree weather. My baseplates got brittle and
cracked right in half doing two loot jumps. There's
no snow yet but when there is I got to use my
snowboard and it should be pretty rad. So don't
any of you posers tell Thrasher not to write about
snowboards, OK!!
From: Fritz The Cat
To: All
Subject: Backwards Music
Those messages are real and are put intentionally
so groups like the PMRC are formed. It's really
great free publicity for all those bands, you may
not believe it but some dorks actually buy the
records to listen to that backwards shit. And also.
did anyone catch the Bad Brains gig here in SF
at the farm? It was rude except for all the metaler
pozers who came to see DRI. I think DRI sucks
on vinyl, and they really suck live. At least most
bands can play more than power chords and
don't have to turn the distortion way up so they
can fake a solo
Use your computer to call (415) 822-5630 and
tap into a national network of over 1000 skaters
discussing step by step techniques, skate spots,
music, zines, results and more. THRASHER BBS
supports 300 and 1200 baud modems.
denied they were ever there. Was Mr. Rig-
gins packing? Romances were begun and
marriages were ended. Mike Smith, as
usual, was unusual. Micke was magnifi-
cent. There were way too many people there
to mention and we've already revealed too
much. Oh yeah, the stolen limousine turn-
ed out to be a hoax; it was borrowed by
mistake. Our apologies to the S.F.P.D. The
huge bar did come around the Hom in Bar-
bary Coast days. Further kudos to those un-
fortunate youths who "mistakenly ended
up" in the dubious gender nightclub down
the block.
Denise, Terri and Maria
R
Piece of cake.
Walker
Walker Skateboards
PO Box 1331
Cocoa Beach, FL 32931
(305) 799-2158
Skaters send $1 for
info and (2) stickers.)