Thrasher Magazine

Diamond and Thrasher threw a Halloween bowl bash yesterday at Nick's newish facility.

Out front - them Trunk Boyz

The Artist and the injured.

Speaking of the arts - Andrew gets hands on.

Here we go ...

Embarco's most blunted, a Canadian and Prince.

Folks can't keep away from this sexy beast.

Nordberg, pre-bowl anxiety.

That's right. You wish you could wear 'em.

Rastaman run tings at the gate.

Soulja types, at the ready. And a taco.

Inside, the kids warm it up.

Oop chink-chink.

Rad Brad, half cab 'cane!

Greyson will land on you.

Home court advantage with Raven.

Mad heads.

Got hectic real quick.

Russo - boneless

Palm-air.

Hunter S Spencer, medicating the hip.

Loy kept it nerdy.

'Did I hit you?!!!'

Lil' Ronnie from San Pedro was killing it!

Saran wrap for surf royalty.

Fuckin' flat spin nosegrab 540!!!

Wow!

Riley Loco.

Borden!

David looks right past the sal flip to the future.

In no particular order...






Chatty made it!

First 540 of the night. Wouldn't be the last.

Jordy Clot is the first announcer since Don Bostick to break into song during people's runs. Beautiful!

Raven caved in the plexiglass.

Full of satans and sharp edges.

Nordberg tries out the adult section.

Totally terrifying.

FF lein to tail

The Pick!

Pile ups everywhere.

Hatch bashed both walls.

Fuckin' manhandling it - Ronnie Sandoval.

Wow!

Intermission...

Oh, she had moves.

Then we all gave her boobs a round of applause.

Back to the carnage ...

Yep.

Raney tapped out and back in.

Boom!

Indy 360.

Madhouse shit.

Duffy as H.I. McDunnough

Deep to shallow.

'Shoulda stayed at Gandy Beach ...'

'I wonder where he got that smock?'

Ry Rey!

Duane coaches in the clutch.

No dice.






He actually tried to land this.

Shawn Hale - fs 180 5-0 to fakie!

Josh Borden did an andrecht to fakie for best trick.

1000 smacks!

Prize time. It seemed more like Christmas than Halloween.

No checks? No worries!

And the grand prize goes to ...

$7K for Ronnie. Time to open a bank account.

Dude!

And now the real party ...

Thanks, bros.

It coulda gone either way.

Fo life ...

Lizzie in a 40-year-old manwich.

These guys.

These are the guys.