One of my favorite videos.
One of my favorite videos.
The most I can do street wise is kickflips, and simple stuff. I am more of a bowlrider, and vert trick oriented skater.
I could never land a nollie impossible. lol
You could If you tried hard enough.
I find it to be a lot more enjoyable to cruise around a bowl then doing street stuff.
Here is a park I frequent quite a lot.
The bowls, and stuff allows for you to pump around the whole park without loosing speed, I've spent hours just cruising.
pure fail in every sense of the word! :snciker
And now he's a quadriplegic.
I don't get why people do these things lol. Well I mean I get it, the thrill and peer pressure but still!
insert Lefein's avy :snicker
Holy fuck, that's insane. I would treasure this experience and I bet they are because they lived.
Speaking of poop stories. I have one to share.
Now, I have a fear of spiders, or arachnophobia. I went back home in Europe one summer and it's nice to be there. Great sunsets, beautiful wheat fields and generally just an awesome time. Except for the fucking spiders. Every 2nd year, we get an infestation of spiders. Luckily they aren't inside the home, but outside in the backyard and garden, all over the place. There's bound to be some sort of cobweb that I will walk into to. Anyway, I have had a bad and persistent problem with constipation since child hood, and even as an adult. But it's mostly bad when I go back home because I have to adjust to the food there.
So, one beautiful afternoon, my body decides to remind me that I need to take a shit. I rush as fast as I can because it's pretty far and 9 times out of 10, the shit goes back in by the time I get there. But not this time. This time, I got lucky. I pooped but I didn't feel finished. I still felt like there was more in me left to release. And I usually have a bad habit (since childhood) to stay on the crapper and read or browse the internet on my laptop.
I'm reading and I still feel half finished. I can literally feel the other half of my shit waiitng to come out. So, I usually think of something that makes me nervous (many people puke when they're nervous, I take a shit). I look around because for some reason, I always need to recon the area I'm taking a shit in. It's like I'm marking my territory, despite that my family has used the same crapper before me on a daily basis. So I look around and I notice a big ass spider just hanging upside down on his cobweb. And he looked like he was minding his own business. But to me, that's a sign that I should get the fuck out of there.
At this point, my heart rate increased and I thought of ways where I could escape without the spider jumping on me. Because I always think a spider will jump on me if it sees fear in me. At this point, I don't care if I still have to shit the remaining shit out. I quickly jet my way out of there and my body decides to push some of my shit out, but not completely, so I feel like I have shit stuck in my ass.
And that's my story of finishing half a project.
Because he knew it was going to explode and rupture/damage his kid's eardrums? How many fires do you see explode with the force of a small missile?
Yea that hit me later. True. I still think he should've been at a longer distance. He's about quarter of a mile away. Unsafe for a kid to be around even if there wasn't going to be an explosion.
:lol: I wonder how long someone had to constantly piss off the bird while telling him the words he told the dog?
I agree he could have played it safer, but you can say that about many situations. I don't think it's really fair to to fault him like that. He was probably driving along and stopped to see what was happening. People do that all the time, and this is a small, boring town after all. It's not as if he was right next to the building -- there's a fair distance there. Plus, his immediate concern after the explosion was to check on his child and stop recording.
I love Jesus, no offense to my Christian friends here.