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Whose pretty pink house is this?





Oh shit! Nuevo casa de pollo y rock y roll! Congrats, David!

 

Eye contact warm up at Channel St.

Or acrobatics. That'll do it too.

Riley was there. Ripping, as always.

Nordberg can bring the transitional heat. Don't let his flouncy exterior fool you.

Look how that gauzy sweater whips on this hellacious half cab feeble fakie!

New ordeal.

Proper tuck knee.

Boom!

Synergy with Choi on an oop rewind.

Over the door, of course.

Grind face!

He does switch back lips, too. Can't wait for that Lord Nordberg video part.

Vigilante tranny.

This is tough stuff.

Lackadaisical kicky back disaster revert.

Later, this thing.

Clive goes Photo G on a dumpster.

This spot is sketchy.

He's fine.

@choidivision, always on the hustle for those likes

Here we go ...

Clint Walker is a manimal, if you hadn't already heard.

Holy cow!

Straight burl.

Trev jumps into the fray.

I missed it, but he slid the whole thing on his inner femur. Video coming soon to Hall of Meat or off-brand equivalent.

Yes!

That curb is mad far.

Look out.

Great success!

Residential hubba.

Pure street.

David's brother, Sebastian, a total shredder.

You can imagine where it went from here.

A few scrapes, but overall a good way to kill a few weekdays.

Right, Muscles?