Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Surf Punks Never Die

I've been asking to shoot this bike foreva' and always got the shove backwards across the guy kneeling down on all fours behind me. Sooooo, with a hardy handshake and a bowl of milk weed, finally, I got to shoot some sneaky sneaks. There's stuff going on on this bike I can dig. One day, I've been promised to have the first shot when she's all wrapped up and gritty.

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