Ok. Here's what tears me up. Posers. Yeah you heard me. They go out, but some moshy 'skater' clothing and some accessories, ie, a calf length chain, etc and then, oh yeah, the slightly important bit of poser skating, a skateboard. You know what I mean, they empty their flashy wallet on a World Indies deck, Spitfires, Speed Demons, Grind Kings...

And they still can't pronounce the name of half of their gear.

And then they get home and try to stand on their boards. After several failed attempts, they get on the board without tumbling off, in a wierd waddle stance, and begin to roll gently. Suddenly, they break the 2mph sound barrier, and hurtle off onto their head, ruining their perfectly groomed hair, the board flying up in a weird spin and landing on the griptape.

And they tell you that they can 'nearly do an impossible' which, by the way, they've only heard of because of Tony Hawk's Pro Skater.

And then, above all, they make fun of us true skaters because the griptape on our boards looks like its been stood on and our skate clothes have faded or ripped slightly.

And that we don't wear 'Criminal Damage Death Black' jeans to skate.

And then, after all that cocky attitude, they leave their board in a cupboard to gather dust with their surfboard, rollerblades and basketball.

Posers.

Don't you just hate 'em?