.: Will Herman sent me this :.

My summer trip with a vegan and his ape buddy.



so me nathan beddows and niki croft went on a few day mission to the south coast in a last ditch attempt to enjoy some british summer. we drove from my house in the very english countryside to hastings where we rode the seventies ramps, ben wallace was there so i sat back and pretended to twiddle my thumbs as he and niki played

"im the sweatiest bmxer in the place"

And between them managed to shock me everytime they dropped in with the best park fandaggery i had witnessed within 30 paces. so after watching and riding we packed up and headed for a cool evening of fun at hastings park. i would have to say riding with niki croft is one of my favourite things to do, he is always stoed to ride and will push you to do something, plus the louder you scream at him to do something the higher adn bigger he does it. so we rode for a while then were confronted with the night. it was a crossroads, were we to A.sleep on the beach and chill or B.go to the gay capital of england and get loose, needless to say we headed to brighton. we dropped nathans camera stuff off at my brothers, whos expression was a mix of bemusment and downright worry.

Within ten minutes of leaving my brothers flat niki and myslef were kissing these two girls we found perched in a piss sodden doorway with nathan laughing his pissed up arse off. then night pretty much followed suite, nathan and myself ended up at a chicks house and niki was nowhere to be seen, we werent worried though i mean who is gonna fuck with a bald headed giant form the north whos arms are longer and thicker than a elephants daddy dick.

Me and nathan wake up completely fucked and ready to bolt, we scarpered faster than you can say

"chlymidia"

We jump on a bus to where we think my brother lives, we exit the bus which stank of piss and bore the marks of a night of gay abuse and headed off. after 40 odd mins of zombe walk we end up back at the fucking bus stop we got on at pretty much, fuckkkkk. so eventually we find the car and drive off to a secluded beach outside hove for a hours kip and sobering up. feeling lackluster and not refreshed by any means we head back towards brighton pier which looked like a fucking horror ride at this point in the morning. after much discussion on where niki may have been we spot the mishapen gorrilla of a man sprawling around on the side of the road as if he had been beamed in from the planet of the apes. so we had niki we were sobering up everyone was stoked and we were only 24 hours in. . .