GRIND
INC.
JOSENDA
TRAVIS KOLT
JAKE JONES
THASHED
Veoe
Emote all boats, coats and anything
that floats to Mail Drop, c/o Thrasher,
PO Box 884570, SF, CA 94188-4570.
TONIGHT SHOW
As me and my buds are about to
leave the parking lot of the local
AM/PM (to end a day of serious
thrashing), a blue Cadillac Seville
with "HRSJONY" vanity plates
pulls into the full-service aisle. Our
mouths gaping in awe, we watch
as the driver emerges from the
vehicle, Dressed in
loafers and a chest-
nut Brooks Brothers
three-piece suit,
Tonight Show vet-
eran Ed McMahon
steps out onto the
sweltering con.
crete. He then
approaches me,
and he asks, "Is
that the new Eirc
Koston? I hear it's that sup-
posed to have a killer shape." I
nod in agreement. "May 17" he
requests insistently as he reaches
for my skateboard. I give it to him
without protest. After he dishes
out a few switchstance pressure
flips and nollie heelflip late shove-
its, he gives me his glasses, and
takes off for the far end of the gas
station. He turns around and, with
a maniacal grin and a you-may-
have-just-won-ten-million-dollars.
look on his face, starts pushing
fiercely towards an upright oil
drum. As he approaches it, we
clench our teeth for fear of injury.
He then busts a seemingly effort
less late big-spin kickflip over the
barrel and rides away clean. After a
short moment of triumph, he rides
back towards us. "You need to
tighten your trucks," he informs
me as he trades me my skate for
his glasses. He then sets foot in the
Seville and rides off into the sun-
set. After he disappeared, we
agreed that the gasoline fumes
must have caused us to hallucinate,
but I swear that I can hear the Star
Search theme in the distance.
Your Friend With
The Big Red Shoes
TV Land
Pressure flips are out, Jay Leno
is in. T-ed
HARD BODY
To all of you Avalon lovers out
there, I have great news for you. It
was a nice Saturday afternoon, and
I decided to see what was on TV.
As I was flipping through the chan-
nels, I saw a swimsuit contest on
Action Pay-Per-View and decided
to watch. The contest was going
great, with hot girls and big tits,
but then it got better. I heard the
announcer say, "Our next model is
Avalon Anders." Right there and
then I dropped my load. It was
really her, man. I
couldn't believe
the Ask Avalon
Thrasher girl
was on TV. And
it got even bet-
ter when I found
out she won the
Miss Beverly Hills
Naughty Nights
contest (the one I
was watching).
That just made
my day, except it was only a top-
less swimsuit contest. Oh well.
RESTLESS YOUTH
Phil McRevis
Kinnelon, NJ
I'm writing in response to the
April issue of Thrasher in the Mail
Drop. There was a parent letter
talking about how rude and crude
Thrasher is. I'm fourteen and have
learned the truth about you parent
fuckers. You're afraid we are going
to get out of your control. You're
not the Master of Puppets, we
don't need your damn consent. If
you don't like the mag, don't read
it. To us, you are repulsive, disgust-
THRASHER
Sankra
THER
THINK
GRANDMASTER WADE