Thrasher Magazine July 1989 — Page 4
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DOWN IN THE DUMPS
The worst thing that could happen
to any skater happened to me.
The other day I had the runs ex-
tremely bad. Me and the guys had
planned to session in the park. Well,
I had been crappin' all morning and
the "urge to crap" had disappeared,
so I figured it was safe. Besides, I
couldn't let everybody down.
We all started sessioning and I
realized I should've just stayed
home, because almost every time I
went and tried to launch I almost lost
it. But I couldn't just sit back and let
the other dudes rip in front of my
girlfriend Vannessa. On a couple of
launches I was positive it was com-
ing out, but they turned out only to
be juicy farts, which reassured me,
and shocked everybody else. At this
point I was very, VERY embar
rassed, farting in front of Vannessa
and all. Most businesses and stores
around were closed, because it was
a Sunday and the park didn't have
any restrooms, or any bushes for
that matter.
It sort of felt like it was subsiding,
so I thought my butt muscles could
handle one more launch, but I was
wrong. I cut loose with a loud one
in mid-method air, then slammed
with a splash! My boxers were
drenched. Everyone was silent and
looked bewildered. My friend, Toby,
asked if I was okay. I didn't want to
move an inch, but everyone was
staring at me and I was blocking the
landing pad. I figured that maybe my
boxers had sopped it all up and that
maybe I could get up and go home
before anyone figured out what was
wrong (especially my girlfriend). I
was slow in getting up. I could feel
it oozing down my legs. Then Van-
nessa came over to me. I guess she
thought I had hurt myself-which I
hadn't. Well, when I stood up every-
one started laughing and grossing
out. Vannessa was gagging and had
this disgusted look on her face. Not
even my Jimmy Z absorbed any of
it. They were totally saturated, and
there was a nasty, big wet spot on
the concrete. I made a complete fool
of myself! I almost felt like crying as
I tried to skate home. Do you know
how nasty it feels to try to skate two
miles with shit drying on your legs?
Well, I haven't left the house since
it happened, and NOBODY talks to
me at school. I think everybody
knows or something. Vannessa has
not called me, and I think she left me
for this death rocker Eli dude. I can't
believe it really happened to me. I'm
not some sick weirdo in need of
diapers, I just had a little accident.
Nobody's talking to me and I feel
alienated and alone. I need to com-
municate with some of my own
(skaters)! I was wondering if any.
body who's experienced any similar
incidents can give me any sort of ad-
vice or suggestions to help me deal
with this tragedy? Please, go ahead
and print it all. Everybody knows.
Rob W. Giesen
Englewood, CO
Shit happens. T-ed
WELL READ, ANTI-SHRED
We are highly partial to your mag
We don't skateboard, don't plan on
skateboarding, have never skated,
don't want to skate, don't hang out
with skaters and don't feel the need
to be posers either. But we still buy
your magazine and think it presides
as a highly developed literary
experience.
Two People
Who Prefer to Walk
POP THE QUESTION
I don't have too many zits, but
enough to bother me. It seems when
I see a picture of a pro close up, he
doesn't have any zits at all. What do
pros do to get rid of their zits?
One Underharassed Skater
Campbell, CA
They don't get rid of them, they just
cover them up with Shoe-Goo and
duct tape. T-ed
POOLISH CHILD
In the April 89 issue there is
something wrong. I was reading
along about this "raddest pool in the
world," in the Mail Drop and it just
stopped. It didn't continue on the
next page or anywhere in the mag.
Did this happen to all the Thrashers.
or is mine an original? If it's an
original, how much will it be worth
later, say in five years?
Kenji Nobori
Portland, OR
At least a grand, Kenji, but only on
April first. T-ed
COLD MEDINA
We're a couple of dudes who just
want to shred and have a good time
(you know the type). Well, we live in
Castroville, TX, and we go to Medina
Valley High School. At school we're
always getting suspended for
nothing. Jeff came to school with his
hair barely weird and they sus-
pended him for a day. I (Pakrat) was
reading my Thrasher March issue
and my teacher grabbed it and rip-
ped it up. He said it's trash and he'd
rather me be reading Playboy. I
wasn't gonna put up with it so I
walked down to the office (Moscow)
and told the principal what hap-
pened. Then he suspended me for
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