Tribal armbands - both arms?
Naw the tribal band is only one arm. The other tat I actually worked quite hard on. I got my entire cock tattood to look like a drill bit. 3 painful sessions but it's worth it because now people don't fuck with me in my high school's change rooms. That and the fact that it is pure comedy when I fuck a chick and can say I drilled her.
Most of you are all sort of missing my point. Let me be clear, I don't give a shit about anyone choosing to drink. I myself drink on a weekly basis and when I do so I do it in mass quanitites. I also have no problems with tattoos, many of my friends have these and I myself have two. My point was more that the kid is a fucking idiot. It would be one thing if he had grown up in this sort of moto/skate culture but the fact is he didn't. He took a trip to southern california and after about 2 weeks of exposure to the culture there he got a full sleeve tattoo and dove head first into this world he knew nothing about. If you asked him to tell you the history of this culture, he would probably not be able to tell you a single fucking thing. He is doign all of this with no sense of integrity or purpose or value and this is more my problem. He doesn't have a fucking clue.
It isn't so much the alcohol consumption i was referring to. It is more the image he is projecting of himself. Not a single one of you has taken into account the fact that he has covered his entire arm in graphics of a firey cardgame between some skeletons.
http://thesensus.com/fise-in-montpellier-2/
I am referring to the first picture. Am I missing something here? I understand the kid is talented at dirt jumping but where is the management? Whoever is in charge of this guy is bordering on immorality and irresponsibility. It's like he is living in some dream bubble where it's halloween 365 days a year. Like, one second he is this little spanish ripper and the next he is nikki sixx on a kona. Did he just see a motley crue video and go "wow, that's awesome, I am going to base my life around this spontaneous impulse"? This picture is like ozzfest meets a frathouse at some shitty state school meets crankworx.
LOL,
you paint a good picture with your words.
and you kick the truth.
your still an ass though
Well, it's an improvement from things I've been called in the past.
The first time I smoked Hooka was on my grad campout. At the time, I weighed about 135 pounds and was eager to show my classmates that I could keep up. After devouring my 15 pack and smoking about 2 packs of colts, i took to the hooka pipe and preceded to projectile vomit for 5 hours straight. FUCK hookah.
On the real though, hookah has transformed into this college fad where douchebags sit around and puff it because anything smoke-related is loved. It was the point of my frustration many times in first year. There is nothing worse than looking out of your window and seeing a group of 6 people that suck smoking hookah and quoting old-school/entourage/the office
They did. Schley had them do it because he wanted to film it for his self endorsed promotional video.
Someone needs to give Danny Brody a TV show.
I agree that Dan's life deserves documentation. However, a documentary or a biopic would be far more entertaining. Danny's actual day-to-day life is intensely uninteresting. Wake up at 5:00, drive to work, work until about 10:00, go eat a donair, back to work, home, computer, computer, cardio boxing workout, computer, computer, girlfriend duty, bed. On Saterdays and Sundays, substitute work and computer for dirtjumping. The intrigue is more sporadic behavioural abnormalaties and wierd events like spontaneous 48 hour blitz trips to california to hit a dirtjump and eat nachos.
You've got to be shitting me.
661 Kyle Strait pads are useless.
They were designed to protect against sharp rises in body fat percentage.
Wonderful of you to throw out props to a friend…but man….some formatting and spell checking would have made your heart lifting story much friendlier to read =)
I agree however the only time I ever go on here is when I am bored at work and write as quickly as possible in segments.
It is time to stand up and pay some respect to one of the great characters of the North Shore. I am reffering to Danny Brody, perhaps the most complicated person I have ever met. I met Danny when i was 7 years old. He was in my elementary school class and he had a knack for getting into trouble. I never really thought much of him until many years later. I had long since forgotten him until I found an interest in mountain biking and noticed him all over the boards. Eager to learn the ways of the shore, I engaged him in online conversations and eventually re-developed a friendship with him. Being friends with him was not easy at first. He was perhaps the stingiest person I had ever met. He would constantly ask me for meals, and would charge me 10$ to drive the 3 km to the local dj's. On my 16th birthday, we rode bikes in squamish and he surprised me by giving me 20$ as a present. A mere 45 minutes later, he asked for that very same $20 back for gas money. He did not see the problem in this. He also logged roughly 45 hours per week online. Still, Danny had an undeniable talent. He rode bikes at a very competetive level in all areas of the sport. I would admire him hucking the lobotmizer and learning 360's. We once roadtripped to tacoma to learn backflips in the foampit there. It was fantastic. At this time, Danny was a vegetarian but he loved mcdonalds. He would order two cheeseburgers and politely request for them to hold the meat. This was always met with confusion and disgust but Danny was immune to embarassment so this was no problem. Danny then took an interest in the stock market and decided he would pursue that. He fell off the mountain bike radar as he studied furiosuly for his securities exams. I recall a day-trip to whistler with him where he asked me not talk to him as he had to memorize his cue cards. Despite my belief that only girls study using cue cards, I couldn't help but admire his determination. It paid off as today, danny is trading with the big boys in a tower in downtown vancouver. He drives a BMW and wears suits 5 days a week. He eats meat and gets sunburned. He has found time for mountain biking again and recently landed his first frontflip. He will be competing again this year and he will be a force to be reckoned with. I eagerly anticipate his results and you should too. So, the next time you see him, perhaps throw his some gas money or buy him some mcdonalds, he's earned it.
OMG…we went off track…but BOY I have laugh my butt off….jajajajajajjaa
now, going back to the video…that kid should jank his winnie a little bit and stop doing this stupidity…
Jank his winnie? Jjajajajajajaj? Man, I don't understand a fucking thing you are trying to say. What I do understand is that NWD 10 will be better than anything the real New World Disorder releases.
we should turn that into a roll, now that would be fun
Hahaha yeah, and while we're at it, let's just re-edit the godfather into a musical.
Digger's rock will truly be a legendary feature of mountain biking. Once described by digger himself as a 35 footer (more in the area of 15) it has seen its fair share of riders, both skilled and unskilled, ride off its edge. It was truly the thing to do if you wanted to make a name for yourself on the north shore. Let's see, you had wade simmons denounce it's legitimacy with a quick loogie off the top before smoothly sailing into its landing. You had Dangerous Dan bunny hopping off the top for that extra 6 inches of airtime. You had a young, ambitious geoff gulevich do it on his hardtail to the amusement of all of his friends. There was a young downhill racer named connor macleoud who hit it numerous times, much to the dismay of the warrantee guys at Devinci cycles. There was rosscofat, throwing his feet off the pedals on his La Toy 111, which to this day I still find to be the ugliest bike ever made. Then, there was Danny Brody who litterally posted on here every single morning that he was going to do it, only to disapoint everyone with some excuse as to why he couldn't.
People, this is a place to describe your stories of the legendary Digger's rock.
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