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chris vatkins..a...um..little planter.
1956 pooning oc69 x
State Lesson N1
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TROLLER FAKA
BRITAIN'S BIGGEST LITTLE
SKATE STORE!
HAPPENING AT: 62 PARK ROW, BRISTOL,BS15LE TEL(02721279981.Tue-Sat
LIVE BAIT
(From page 75) farther than the eye
could see. A portion of the crew
proceeded to drown worms and
maintain some semblance of
fishing dignity. This practice
became impossible when those
who did not care to fish preferred
to shoot their wrist rockets at
whatever was breakable. This
meant chucking bottles into the
water and firing projectiles. When
those who didn't possess the wrist
weapon became bored they decid-
ed to throw rocks. Well, as far as
good fishin' conditions are con-
cerned, they might as well have
been setting off depth charges. No
fish is going to feel like biting when
he's getting all traumatized like
that. All the neighboring fisher-
men, real serious ones, only
cursed a lot, packed their gear and
mumbled things about going and
getting their guns. Then Mark Par-
tain got thrown into the lake, so he
went and whizzed onto the tires of
the car he wasn't riding in. The
locals weren't looking too im-
pressed with the behavior of the
strangers, and a good bet would be
to instigate the immediate pull-out
and hightail maneuver. PEACE
AND LOVE DOPES After the
serious encounter with the Pinto,
the only sheriff in the county
showed up, with the only am-
bulance in the county, who in turn
called the only fireman in the
county and invited him over for the
only big excitement they'd had in
a fortnight. The cops and the
firemen hung around asking coun-
try bumpkin questions with the
hopes of getting some big city
dweller answers. The coercive
types did their darndest to explain
that the reason that they were in
the vicinity was because they had
a relative that told that if they were
ever in the area that they should
stop by this resort and check out
its fine hospitality. When it was
discovered that the place was
pretty much closed down, and the
decision was made to evacuate,
nobody knew that some flea-
brained local was gonna come out
of nowhere and smash their expen-
sive and shiny new rental war
wagon. The whole time, only forty
yards down the road, a whole clan
of dudes were trespassin' in one
of the more godliest of pools and
liking every single minute of it. After
the lawman was convinced that
hunky dory was nearly achieved,
he split and the task of command-
eering other vehicles was set into
motion. With the help of a friendly
local who, though confined to a
wheelchair, managed to haul ass
up and down the road towed along
by her two canines making phone
calls for Olaf to various car rental
agencies. In the meanwhile some
old haggard bastard who must be
caretaker of the resort property
swooped down onto the skating
demons in a sort of limping attack.
The riders instantly went into BOLT
MODE, and headed out the sec-
tion of the fence that they had just
recently modified to facilitate exit
moves such as this.
Out by the remaining vehicle,
the crew find themselves facing
the same lawman and a lack of
transportation. Lawman draws
gun, "Up against the fence!
NOW!" The crew only ignores, and
do the "I'm just takin' off my pads.
Don't rush me" routine. Then
came the vague false bullshit
stories, false information, fake
names and cities of origin, promise
we won't do it anymore, we thought
it was all right, we're from a
magazine in New York City, we are
professionals, just ask any of these
guys. Nobody got up against the
fence, nobody got shot, nobody
went to jail and the main speaking
language in Paris is still French.
Scot-free and hungry, the group.
sit around with their liquid
refreshments, waiting for the tow
truck. Two hours later they are still
hungry, out of liquid refreshments
and still waiting for the tow truck.
Twenty yards to the north is a
skarting establishment called the
Sea Hut. The accommodations
seemed like they would be pretty
sketchy at best, but in this situa-
tion sketchy is better than scanty,
and the prospects of crawling.
around the desert with comman-
do knives hunting for the ingre-
dients for a scorpion and rat-
tlesnake stew didn't seem at all ap-
pealing. So the Sea Hut it is. The
group comes to find out that the
Hut is the haven for all the local
undesirables and riffraff.
A perfect haven for these out-of-
town riffraff and creatures of the
metropolitan night. The hostess for
the evening, rugged and to the
point, tough, hard talkin' woman
named Mary warmed up to these
daredevil misfits, served special.
helpings of her special pan fried
steaks, hot patootie liver and
onions, and luke cold pitchers of
the gold. The highwaymen
gathered in one corner of the joint
for a group picture and Mary
jumped right in the middle there,
she switched hats with the big
silent, dark ethnic guy and they all
said, CHEEEZZZ.
MODEL
RX MIDI
SPECIFICATIONS
DIMENSIONS
10% X 31
10% X 30%
PHO-PROFESSOR
RX
10 X 30%
RX MINI
9% X 29%
GS GUTTERSLED
TDX
9% X 30%
10% X 30%
DFX
FOX
10% X 31
10% X 30%
FOX MIDI
F-UNCUT
10 X 30%
12 X 33
SKATEBOARDS
SKATE DECKS 7 PLY
MAPLE AS ABOVE
$33
NAKED TOX SKULL DECK
$35
7 PLY UNCUT BLANK
$20
PTEX SKATEBOARDS
PTEX DECKS 6 PLY MAPLE
1 FABRIC, 1 PLY PTEX
UNCUT PTEX BLANKS
$45
$30
SNOWBOARDS
$250
$225
$300
VHF 63 FREESTYLE
VHF 59 FREESTYLE
CORSA 63 RACEBOARD
CALL FOR PRICING AND INFORMA
TION ON CUSTOM BUILT RACE-
BOARDS
CLOTHING & ACCESSORIES
SS TEES S, M, L, XL
CHOICE OF SKATZ SKULL TEE
OR SNOWBOARD TEE
LONG SLEEVE ADD
SWEATSHIRTS
LARGE 5X7 SKATZ SKULL OR
SNOWBOARD STICKER
$11
$ 5
$20
$ 4
SHIPPING INFORMATION
1 SKATE DECK
$3.00
EACH EXTRA DECK ADD
$2.00
TEE SHIRTS ADD
$1.00
SNOWBOARDS
$7.00
C.O.D. ORDERS COST
EXTRA
$2.50
ORDERING INFORMATION
ORDER BY SENDING CHECK OR
MONEY ORDER FOR THE AMOUNT
INDICATED AND THE APPROPRIATE
SHIPPING CHARGE, TO NAKED, P.O.
BOX 149, WITTMAN, MD 21676.
C.O.D. ORDERS GLADLY ACCEPTED,
TO SPEED DELIVERY, CALL TODAY
301-745-2167.0
Pes 149 W MIX AN DOD 7452971
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