Sunday, March 28, 2010

Fight Club

Epic little pocket+burn from bro+nose of board=7 stitches. Fucken Fauk Hawk Bro whose name I can't remember. The good news is that my eyeball is intact. At first I thought I had scooped it right out. The board's nose point-of-impacted upside my grill and slid into my eye socket. I'm betting I get a nice little shiner in a couple days. No vicoden to ease the pain.


  1. I can picture you running an eye-patch mate. Damn, that's a good one... you got burned, ouch, surrey aboot dat.

  2. Stupid ass. Diamond tips man- so not 90s...