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My first deck was a Heat Zone by Nash about 8 or 9 years ago—now that was a crappy skateboard. ☯93MAY

I had a Nash Nightmare.

It was a crappy skateboard.

December 29th, 2012 7:49am

Proximate posts in the Tumblr collection
Newer Never gets old. on Flickr. 03 January 2013
Hrmm. on Flickr. 30 December 2012
This post Post #39130611339 29 December 2012
Older Orpheus sat gloomy in his garden shed Wondering what to do With a lump of wood, a piece of wire And a little pot of glue O Mamma O Mamma He sawed at the wood with half a heart And glued it top to bottom He strung a wire in between He was feeling something rotten O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus looked at his instrument And he gave the wire a pluck He heard a sound so beautiful He gasped and said O my God O Mamma O Mamma He rushed inside to tell his wife He went racing down the halls Eurydice was still asleep in bed Like a sack of cannonballs O Mamma O Mamma Look what I’ve made, cried Orpheus And he plucked a gentle note Eurydice’s eyes popped from their sockets And her tongue burst through her throat O Mamma O Mamma O God, what have I done, he said As her blood pooled in the sheets But in his heart he felt a bliss With which nothing could compete O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus went leaping through the fields Strumming as hard as he did please Birdies detonated in the sky Bunnies dashed their brains out on the trees O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus strummed till his fingers bled He hit a G minor 7 He woke up God from a deep, deep sleep God was a major player in heaven O Mamma O Mamma God picked up a giant hammer And He threw it with an thunderous yell It smashed down hard on Orpheus’ head And knocked him down a well O Mamma O Mamma The well went down very deep Very deep went down the well The well went down so very deep Well, the well went down to hell O Mamma O Mamma Poor Orpheus woke up with a start All amongst the rotting dead His lyre tacked safe under his arm His brains all down his head O Mamma O Mamma Eurydice appeared brindled in blood And she said to Orpheus If you play that fucking thing down here I’ll stick it up your orifice! O Mamma O Mamma This lyre lark is for the birds, said Orpheus It’s enough to send you bats Let’s stay down here, Eurydice, dear And we’ll have a bunch of screaming brats O Mamma O Mamma Orpheus picked up his lyre for the last time He was on a real low down bummer And stared deep into the abyss and said This one is for Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma O Mamma 23 December 2012
Ring Lardner. Fun stuff. 23 December 2012
Proximate posts in the General collection
Newer Hrmm. on Flickr. 30 December 2012
Twitter post from December 29, 2012, 285148025360359424 29 December 2012
This post Post #39130611339 29 December 2012
Older Twitter post from December 28, 2012, 284780906672160768 28 December 2012
Twitter post from December 28, 2012, 284719888872919040 28 December 2012

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