hopkins got picked up by doritos earlier this week and we got our hands on a leak of his signature bag.
you saw it here first!
and now on to the negativity....
yea, the trails are fucked.
so what you lost your job.
hoes be trippin.
try a trick 81 times and didnt pull it?
gas tank on E.
there's never enough light in the day.
no clean socks.
rent's almost due.
gold africa stickers runnin low?
roaches runnin shit!
return of belly! hype you genious.
papoose is tight but UGK is tighter.
this is the SOUTH!
haaaaave seen the bitch in yourself lately?
maaaaaaaan...it's gon' be awlright.
jared & i have been filming every single mothafuckin day for this mixtape shit. we've been gettin up at the crack of noon every day and doin work til theres absolutely no light left in the sky. to all those who've been out with us clockin footy and chillin...yall are the shit. keep the clips comin. i've got about another week left to film in SA, then its off to austin for a week or so. jared will be in dallas for a week in october, then its off the the andrew danner lab to make the shit happen. keep ya ear to the street.
the disappointment and dismay i saw on a few faces didnt strike clear until we watched footage from last winter. you almost couldnt even tell its the same place. there will be no winter in the garden this year. the amount of work it would take to restore the luster those woods once held is far greater than even the most dedicated digger could endure. although i'm sure i'll never quite feel the sting as some of you do, it absolutely kills me to see defeat conceeded. but at the end of the day FUCKIT...life goes on.
from the looks of things, life is gonna go on via the one place most of us couldnt imagine living even a few months ago. i'm not sure if its gonna be for the winter or something a little more permanent, but i think its gonna be a nice change of scenery. i dont think it'll be so bad because it'll be a handfull of us. i dunno man...we'll see!
the days inn turned into the unemplyment house last week. we're 4/4 on the not havin a job around this bitch. but ya know what, ends gonna meet and work's still gonna get done. i like that shit.
for awhile, we had all the stickers we could stick, but that rescource has dried up and there are only a handfull left. if you got em while the gettin was good, holla...if not, they're gonna be like $20 each on ebay in five years! if you havent seen uDubb in the marlboro font or the volkswagen UW, kill yourself cause those shits were game over anyway!
ken garth is finished with school, but somehow manages to stay home and study four nights a week. thas alright though nigga, its gonna be all good when you're wearing some sean john coveralls lampin in diddy's hangar.
nicky's been on his bike for a few weeks now after all the spleen drama. he's still got hang 5's to death...even when he's riding with those two sheep tied to his feet. get better mfka...i'm talkin bout jokes, clips, clipse and bluntsmoke, son!
i know you're all dying to hear some big mike news, so here goes the best shit i've heard in awhile...a handfull of us went to austin a few weekends ago and ken garth got beligerated for the entirety of a saturday. sometime in the evening, they were getting ready to go to a party and when the time to go finally came, garth throws his hands in the air, forgetting he's holding his phone and it goes straight into a bucket of bleachy mop water. he pulled it out in time for it to still function but mike took the phone saying he wanted to call it and make sure. so he calls ken and sees his name come up as 'idiot'...so what's he do? throws the phone right back into the bucket of mop water! fuckin classic! mike, you're a mess. i love it.
these might be the last pics i post for awhile...noodles is moving out of our apartment this week and i'm not sure when i'm going to austin. its been so fun getting back into photography this summer. noodles, you're the absolute shit for letting me use your stuff all the time and trusting me more than you would any other mexican on earth. soon enough, we'll turn the 4th of july double up into radio slaves and that 17-35! i'm gonna miss you preds...i know the real reason you're leaving is cause we saw what happened when we were left to our own devices all day. nothin but indoor sports, insect hunting and double chicken sammiches...so good!
until next time...
BLOOD, SWEAT & uDUBB
ken garth, tuck for luck at height
i was so suprised to see this kid...and we got back to doin what we always did best.
shouts to noodles for the illest timing possible on the flash fire.
pants with that bling on the head tube.
Ed who? horse owns this ledge. period.
this rail, however, owned him. KP bail to heel bruiser.
bummed on life, last attempt came to a screetching halt.
this explains alot.
adey, this photo is for you.
its dirt, dummy.
randy moss.
get stuck bitch!
j-mass. ben k photo.
glasswork.
how we spend our moments is how we spend our lives.
the other side of clark the dog.
nice peice, better picture!
theres water droplets in there.
name this flower and i'll give you a double chicken sammich.
ben k, roll by. three inches of focus.
no hard feelings, son.
best bike lock ever!
double chicken sammich and a biscuit...$2.43!
