combat calvin

so calvins last day in virginia beach was today, well yesterday to be exact seeing as how its already 2:45 in the morn. i guess its his last day of full sanity as well. i mean, i dont think anyone really looks forward to hopping on a plane, knowing all that waits for you is miles and miles of sand and desert. lets not mention all those crazy ass people you are surrounded by day in and day out. and dont even get me started on the lack of spots. i guess if he brings a lot of quick-crete, calvin can build a bowl or something to get gnarly for all you heads protecting us fellow americans out here. one of my friends, im not going to say any names or anything, almost got calvins initials tattooed on his calf last night at his going away party. its all out of love homies. hey cal, i would have done it, but you know how i feel about tattoos man. im still waiting to see that born dead tattoo. well calvin, this is where we split up man. be safe out there, shred them quick-crete bowls with the gnarly transition, and dont mess with any of them ladies over there, unless you like sand... naw'm sayinnn'. be easy kid. write us (pics too).




















(nah, hes not dead.)