Thrasher Magazine

Back in Atlanta for a very special trip. A trip for a shoe! The Soty Naawsty crew was there, along with P-Stone - as well as an indigenous group known only as the Maka Lassis. There was no time!

Light warm up in the backyard.

Donnie and Ozzy, doubles.

J-Brock, double axle.

Notice how they're both making the same face.

GT with the natty rake.

Then Cory hit the street course.

He's kinda more of a street guy.

Here we go....

Quite a nice little spread y'all got here.

Just 'cause you're an Antihero doesn't mean you can't garden!

Later, brunch with tha Big Dog.

Getting good.

'They fuckin' hung up ...'

A new plan over at The Strat.

Finally, a real fuckin' skate shop!

Feels good.

NOS Town and Country 'Quad' mint condition.

'Lemme get summa those weed socks and and one of them finishing trowels'

Box vibes.

And then shit got serious on the streets.

Feelin it out.

Textbook!

Kicked out by security (not shown.)


Next up, this thing everyone's been eyeing for 100 years.

Security guard came. Just needed one more.

Grant worked it out.

Damn! So close!

Here's where shit got weird. First the security guard snatches the board.

Then that crazy SOB went for his gun!

Dude must've been having a bad day. We gave him his space. Then Scuba called the cops on him and, realizing how bad he was blowing it, he gave the board back. Slow-motion standoff of stupidity.

The next spot was at the gay drive-thru peep show.

Bank to pole!

Nosegrind pop-along. So sick!

Alden grudgingly approves.

When that thing gets put together ... look out!

The Edge, an especially terrible spot.

Not that Ishod didn't skate it.

Cory, always innovating!

Pizza doubles!

No SOTYs were harmed in the making of this photo, thank God.

Ishod had those 360s on his mind.

Stuffed, repeatedly.

For everyone to enjoy over and over again...