hot rockin'
went and hung at the trailor park with my pops tonight. he was drunk and shit like always. he all of a sudden looked at me and said, "i broke into the trailor next door...there is a skateboard over there if you wanna come with me to get it."(his crackhead ex-gf abandoned the trailor) so he grabbed a flashlight and walked over there. it was dark as shit and we heard weird ass animal typed noises. he handed me the skateboard and we dipped the fuck out of there. i got outside and noticed the deck was an original powell peralta!!! its in decent condition...im stoked as fuck.