![]() | When the sun starts to shine in Vancouver your intuitive self screams at you to seize the moment. Brendan Howey's intuition was in check when he planned for us to shoot this dirt jump in his growing labyrinth of a backyard. The days leading up to the shoot were less than ideal, but good ol' mother nature pushed back her cloak of rain and darkness to shed some insight into what lay ahead for summer. A couple of sun shiny sequences surely should get you stoked for summer sunshine shredding. Say that five times fast or better yet share your best tongue twister to win this weeks EVOC CC 10L Pack! - Landon Stirling |

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10 my bike is an italian beauty, my girl is from cleveland
9 i can lube my best friend's bike, and he'll thank me
8 my bike's rack won't sag over time
7 my bike won't get jealous if i ride another bike, or two
6 my bike likes it when i ride it dirty
5 i can have more than one bike at the same time
4 when i wear out a part on my bike, i can buy a new one
3 i can abuse my bike and it won't cost me my house
2 no cuddling required (but i still do)
. . . and the no.1 reason my bike is better than my girl
1 I CAN RIDE MY BIKE ANY TIME I WANT!
if your tounge does not get twisted, then say it even faster
Baaare mate.
Blatantly not mine but may as well share
if you cant say it properly. give me +props!
But she said the butter’s bitter
If I put it in my batter
It will make my batter bitter
But a bit of better butter will make it better than the bitter butter
So she bought a bit of better butter
And put it in her batter
And her batter was not bitter
So t’was Betty Boughter bought a bit if better butter and put it in her
batter and her batter was not bitter.
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son
I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker comes.
Me husband is a keeper, he's a very busy man
I try to understand him and I help him all I can,
But sometimes in an evening I feel a trifle dim
All alone, I'm plucking pheasants, when I'd rather pluck with him.
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mate
I'm only plucking pheasants 'cos the pheasant plucker's late !
I'm not good at plucking pheasants, at pheasant plucking I get stuck
Though some pheasants find it pleasant I'd rather pluck a duck.
Oh plucking geese is gorgeous, I can pluck a goose with ease
But pheasant plucking's torture because they haven't any grease.
I'm not a pheasant plucker, he has gone out on the tiles
He only plucked one pheasant and I'm sitting here with piles !
You have to pluck them fresh, if it’s fresh they’re not unpleasant,
I knew a man in Dunstable who could pluck a frozen pheasant.
They say the village constable had pheasant plucking sessions
With the vicar on a Sunday ‘tween the first and second lessons.
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mum
I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker's come.
My good friend Godfrey is most adept, he's really got the knack
He likes to have a pheasant plucked before he hits the sack.
I like to give a helping hand, I gather up the feathers,
It's really all our pheasant plucking keeps us pair together.
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's friend
I'm only plucking pheasants as a means unto an end !
My husband's in the forest always banging with his gun
If he could hear me half the time I'm sure that he would run,
For there's fluff in all my crannies, there's feathers up my nose
And I'm itching in the kitchen from my head down to my toes.
I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's wife
And when we pluck together it's a pheasant plucking life !
"Chrząszcz brzmi w trzcinie w Szczebrzeszynie, W szczękach chrząszcza trzeszczy miąższ, Czcza szczypawka czka w Szczecinie, Chrząszcza szczudłem przechrzcił wąż, Strząsa skrzydła z dżdżu, A trzmiel w puszczy, tuż przy Pszczynie, Straszny wszczyna szum..."
Good luck!
just imagine them having company over and seeing him pop up over the fence again and again
Then I can tailwhip it twice,
If I tailwhip it twice,
yes i can whip it right.
If I whip it right,
I can have more style,
If my style is right, it might change my life. (ohhh oui)
peter piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
meh, close enough
^Try say this very very fast and you will say: fui ao mar colher cordões, vim do mar coLHões coRdi... (by the way... colhões means BALLS) xD
- style for miles
- great backyard
If you want your own trail, think about it, find the right place, take your showel. sweat, sweat, sweat and make it happen.
Nico
Who did not wear a helmet at all
He had hard luck and crashed
And his head was all bashed
'Cause he had it all bare in the fall.
PLUG POD KLOPJO
or this (german):
FISHERS FRITZ FISCHT FRISCHE FISCHE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftrqO-jkMpE
Trentatré tigri contro trentatré tigri.
Cheerz from Italy