EPICLY TRIFE

Angry Samoans rocked the Bottom the other night and shit instantly reached eleven....

Started the night off at Thee Parkside catchin' up with Cobretti...

You can take the man out of Redwood City, but you can't take the Redwood City out of the man...

Guess who's gloves???

Guess who was tendin'???

Guess which one is from Penis Isle???

When I was in high school; Shawn and Tim were in a band called Discontent, they had songs like "Bitch You Used Me" - pretty f'n awes...

The Alaskan and Halsey were really into touchin' semen, no big deal...

Then we took it to the Angry Samoans show and guess who Metal Mike gave the mic to tell jokes...

Salba! His joke bombed though, something to do with a dudes dick being so small he pissed on his balls...

No Jerry Curlin?

Toadly Jak'd - could this be the beginning of something special???

Halsey, Tracy and I had epic front row status shred-wise...

Speaking of shredding...

Cookie Monster shirt, no big deal...

Mira-wise...

Shred bro's...

Danger, Bryon, and Shawn sighting...

Toadal jokers: Antodius and G.Ware...

More shreddin...

Then back to Thee Parkside where Salba and Corpsey were in a heavy political convo...

I miss AsiaSF!!!

Tracy and me enjoyin' the High Life...

Now that's classy...

Not so classy, but classic for sure...


Tracy and Halsey gettin' their late night moves in...

Speaking of moves, I tried to get my Michael Jordon meets P-Stone on and jump over a f'n table. Rumor is I would have had it, if the chairs weren't stacked on top...

Til next time; Toad-a-loo...

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Mustache-wise, that's last year shit putos

Barry Bonds, so last year...

Timmy Jak, maybe next year???

Hustle Skateboards is claimin' this year, we'll see...

Underskatement was last month bro...

Reija-Tower: I heard you can buy tickets to Robstock 2008 at Ticketmaster this year...

Strubing apparently got the Lowcard cover, this month putos...

Lowcard broads are timeless...

All Photos brought to you by the one and only Outlaw Josie Whales. I got a root canal situaish, so I'm on the DL blogwise...

PS: Congrats to Ramondizzle on winning (I think his first) Pro contest out in Estonia, now that's some this year shit!!!

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Here we go again...

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The new Burnout has the most amazing photo of pappa P-Stone. That's our guy!!!

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Brokeback Pensyl shoots off some steam after hearing the Ledger news...

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Derek Milner checks the Trife, check the Spring issue of Excess zine out of Wyoming for the proof.

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Went to a Q&A with some of the OG cast members of Freaks and Geeks at Cobbs, no bigs...

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Toadly Schmitty breaks down the SOTY party for you right here on el Trifé

Trixie con prima...

The Duff-man is back...

Miss Lowcard and Miss Consolidated...

Team Parkside with BackGroundPuto...

Rico con Cardiel...

Double Molly vision while BackGroundPuta screams, "I'm on the Trife!!!"

Mofo sighting...

Lo, Megan, and Kate gettin' cozy...

Indira made it all the way from NY. See Ginch, SF's not that bad...

Backstage keg stands with Joe Brook and Omar Salazar, no big deal...

Strictly for SEO purposes: Eric Koston, Ty Evans, Rick Howard, Tim Gavin, Kelly Bird and members of the band Valiant Thor...

Then MJ was awarded Skater of the Year...

Look for some coverage on Burnout...

I think Koston might have been a bit drunk...

Carroll for sure was drunk...

GV Blood Wizards reunited: Senn Dog and Rico...

L. Byrnes and G. Smith...

Holly and crew???

Set-up wise...

Scooter and Moose...
The Toadal chick section...

GS and KK...

Waste-oids...

Make out scenario...

Look for more photos on www.thrashermagazine.com

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Remember the last time Drehobl went to Reno??? Good luck maricon...

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The Schmit points out the night's special DJ... the Muska

The night started out at Thee Parkside's Coda premiere...

This dude is still dreaming of the Bacon team...

Ran into Halsey outside and helped replace a bulb, no bigs...

Then the Nza took me to some high profile Element party where I got a wrist band that got me drinks all night for free. Kind of made me feel like a big deal...

This band Silversun Pickups was rockin' the main stage...

Keyboard-wise...

Shred-wise...

Crowd-wise...

Then it was fan out on the Muska time...

Beating Danny Way in a snowboard contest wasn't about to stop Toad from fannin' out...

DJ Satva throws up the gang signs as the Muska throws out the beats...

Holla at your boy...

Why wouldn't Lindsey Byrnes salute me???

Yasha came all the way from Stuttgart to bomb a hill with the Toad...

Toadly fannin' out...

Then it was time to let the hair down and get serious. I think the set went from old Run DMC to Van Halen Jump to the Cure's Just Like Heaven...

Dance party-wise, Toadly insane...

The mad professor of beats...

Venture TM and Autumn Rose...

DJ Satva Leung putos...

Toad took it to VIP status on the dance floor...

Sage ain't afraid to bust a move...

Damn, it looks like he's Toadly mounting the Muska, what the fuck?!?!

Grab bags came with boards and speakers cuz...

Semi High Speed reunion scenario...

While Toadly insane was searching out new level, the background putos played the make-out game...

Meanwhile the Muska was lookin' up some Two Live Crew...

Senn-Dough showed up and took it straight to the dance floor...

West Side!!!

Curbside...

Puke and roll...

Peace out...

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Carly kicked it off with the first birthday bash of the New Year, and of course we took it to Bow Bar to clear the pipes...

Candy was there with her insta party kit...

Shots of Jager, that's why I come up here...

BFF's...

This dude was killing it...

"I'm still alive!"...

Semi fan-out situaish turned into a duet, no bigs...

These three got into the act...

"You're singing the wrong song!!!"

Benny-wise...

The new KSul campaign has begun...

Shelly, Kelly, and Janelly sandwich...

Barkeep, another round!

No one let Carly pay nor drink alone (BGP is now background putos)...

How bout a little fire...

Hot damn! I haven't seen Janet that hyped since the last Law and Order marathon...

DOWN THE HATCH!!!

How about one for the Alaskan...

Candy wasn't gonna let the Alaskan drink alone...

Look ma, no hands...

Obviously...

Then this...

turned into this...

This is the ender ender... Happy bday CARLS!

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Lanny won the Shoe Biz contest. Yo Lanny, if you're interested in a real TRIFE package, email me with your address and shirt size.

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Lately EC's been just walking to breakfast, no big deal...

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The official game of the FatBackCrew...

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Has Sally V-ceptionist been replaced by the OG fat back?

where a Trife shirt get a plate of Nachos, no bigs

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Ok, its pretty much common knowledge that the lady friends love their shoes. The first person who can match all 8 shoes with the 8 names of the broad that they belong to, wins a TRIFE package. Just email or list below the name of the broad next to the number of her shoe. Good clean rainy day fun....

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It's official, Trixie's off the market. She will soon be a Trujillo. The proposal went down at the Van Halen concert; Girl You Really Got Me-wise. So the girls got together and threw an engagement celebration...

Started the night at Blowfish for some raw fishies...

But the night really began after at Benders..

Holy shots!

The Outlaw was rarin' to go...

Katie was gearin' up for get down...

Hightower Shane sighting...

Magnethead...

Hmmm, maybe not dead after all...

Grumpy boots...

Happy boots...

Speakin' of boots; this is a hint for a game later in the post...

Ahhhh....

One eyed Trixie...

Sandy and Gordo

Collinson brought his tampon, no big deal...

Shane got into the act...

Shredding...

Broads gone wild...

Down the hatch...

The ol' make-out bandit was in full effect...

Do it, do it!!!

Jenny showed up just in time for...

"We are the champions..."

Yummmy!!!

Toad showed up towards last call. It's almost as if he can smell drunk girls from miles away

"I can't fight this feeling any more..."

Halsey aint afraid of grabbin' a lil breast while she's on the dance floor...

Then Trixie got a round of lap dances...

Zip Zingers are great for holdin' your drink while Halsey goes fuckin mental...

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Last call's as good a time as any for a heart to heart in a corner of the bar when you're blacked out...
"What were we talking about?"

All B&W photos: The Outlaw (obviously)

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Jai Tanju has just released a pretty sick book for your coffee table or bathroom zone. It's entitle Mute and it's volume numero uno (pappy chuno). It's basically a book full of photos by lensmen such as: Dave Schubert, Joey Digital, Bart Jones, Jerry Hsu, Lance Dalgart and yours truly. Go here and pick up a copy for yourself and/or friends now.

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