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Here to whip the pros into shape!
Respect that pedestrian!
YOU'RE A PROFESSIONAL!
Vs. Nyjah Huston
You cut off my dreads while I slept?! Coach, how could you?
I wanted to save you before it was too late. Hear my story, son ...
In the '80s I was down with the baddest squad around--the Alva team. My hair took me farther than I'd ever dreamed.
"My dreads were my ticket to mid-'80s fame and fortune. I made Jef Hartsel's hair look like moesha."
"Then I crashed. The dreads took over my life. I couldn't function" I won't let this happen to you, Nyjah."
You'd better land this one, son, or it's three dread lashings for you!
Done in by my own hair! Ack!
Vs. Harold Hunter
What are we doing out here, Coach?
We're on a vision quest to get you skate coverage.
Is this guy a witchdoctor or like a shaman?
Uh, no. It's Matt Field.
Greetings and sun salutations, friends. I hope the eagle spirit finds you both doing well.
Harold, I built you this super ramp myself. It's made of driftwood, mud, seashells and I other junk. After a year of meditation, training and my dirt soup, you'll start getting some skate coverage.
Wait, Harold, you're not ready!
I'm a legend, yo! Like Danny Way. I'm always ready!
Coach, get me down! I'm a long way from Manhattan now ...
Vs. Ed Templeton
In my latest series, I juxtaposed people cleaning up dog dooks alongside photos of my ass. It's a reflection on society. I feel.
I see ...
You call this skater art?!
Just cleaning up a little dog shit myself, folks!
I expected you Skate Coach!
There's nothing you can do now, Skate Coach! Bwah-Hahaha!
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|Date:||Apr 1, 2005|
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