Thrasher – August 2019

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We ended our trip at Elmwood Cemetery & Mausoleum in

Birmingham, luckily needing nothing they offered. Despite all of the

hairball shit we pulled, we escaped The South needing no chapel

services. We avoided the pit on this mission and weren’t looking for a

group rate on a six-foot hole in the ground. Battered and bruised, we

retreated to our individual homes to lick our wounds and gear up for

the next excursion. Just remember: the pit never sleeps! But we’ll be

ready. Cue the Bad Brains.

Erick, Andrecht over the bench.

The pit stood no chance!

–Jamie Foy

“I may look like an egg,

but my board shape is a popsicle”