Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Nah. You're OK.
There's that backside carve. Here it is.
Hey, man, I want money for my ramp!
Hey, I said seventy-five cents.
It's just an aggressive style of skating.
That's my brother.
- Hi. - I need to talk to Chrissy.
You think it's a little late for that now, Chrissy?
you hang around here, you hang out with Daggers.
Yeah. I'm coming! I'm coming, all right?
She's blonde
Still a little rough, but what do you think?
Come on. Hurry up.
Come on. I got that pool competition in four hours.
- You want my opinion? - That's right.
Tonight, man!
Yeah, well, I hope the mountain doesn't waste them.
Where am I supposed to put all this stuff, anyway?
Tommy, why isn't Velvet taking me to the bus station?
Well, Chrissy's busy, man, and, uh...
I'm classy. I swear. I know him.
But you had to go up against my brother...
You know, he's going to make two bucks...
Don't worry.
She's black
Well, if my shop teacher saw me doing this...
- We're covered for the summer. - That's right.
She's on her way back to Indiana.
- How's the ramp, you guys? - Yeah. Come down here!
That's seven-ply...
BE THERE!
I can see traffic starting to back up...
Yeah! Come on. Come on!
I heard you had a little accident yesterday.
Oh, yeah? Well, after the L.A. Massacre...
Where have you been? It's late.
Hey. Hey, Engledork... out of the car, huh?
and we're just moments away...
Gnarly.
All racers, please report to the start immediately.
Don't blame me for your broken arm.
Gargantua, please. Don't touch my Elvis.
- Come on. Hurry up. - I'm coming.
- Come on, man. - Come on!
Will you let me in the door? Hey, driver!
At this reading, it looks like any of our finalists...
- Don't be afraid, all right? - I'm not afraid.
You like games, right, Valley Boy?
You send Mom a picture...
Coming through!
Hey, there's Corey.
it's time for the Thrash Bash.