you gotta play to win
ok so its zumiez time again. all you ‘core’ dillwads can suck it cuz we throw down for the big bucks. let’s dance, corporate america
seattle then portland. this should be a nice little romp.
this is backstage.
we even flew in team riders we dont even like
and of course the ones we love
and as an added bonus, the useless ones
this is ben. louie found him in some british orphanage or something.
hello children. i’m so happy to see you too. except you, navy boy. i dont like your face.
good for you
cairo snuck away and got his milkshake!
i took a lot of pictures of nestor. he’s handsome and does epic stuff all day long.
uh oh! i guess nestrodamus didnt predict he is no pot pro
this is day 2. i found jose at a coffee shop by himself pondering stuff. designer jeans and that new leaf blower he’s had his eye on i imagine
off to crush another demo. sorry i was in the back and you cant see the fire in everyone’s eyes
our target market really ranges in age
but its usually little fuckies like this that really line our pockets with the sweet green
nestorical event was still loopy from yesterday. bad trip
carson doesnt get to sit with us yet
its over now. we’re gonna go home
day 3. apparently louie decided to do some pube trimming on our last day
that baby astronaut is not getting a single drop of alcohol
goodbye paul. thanks for not completely blowing it
look at louie’s ‘je ne sais quoi’ confidence. only a man with a neatly trimmed bush ca
n exude such coolness
farewell, zumiez couch tour. may our paths cross again soon…