《Everythink is grey》A Fizzy flashback (5)
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After we ate Danny asked if we could talk in private. ‘Okay so what’s up?’ I asked not really sure what he wanted. ‘I was just curious, what was that all about?’ He said. ‘Well to put it simply Fizzy is one of the best graffiti artists out there and Red Sky needs a tagger’ I explained. I started to think about how we first met, it was about 2 years ago I was travelling with Mez looking for a good place to skate when we saw Dull enforcers attacking a stocky boy in front of a huge graffiti on the side of a building, with empty spray paint cans littered around his feet. Normally we would stay away from Dull enforcers but the graffiti in front of me was so amazing I felt I had to help this guy. ‘Time for plan D’ I said to Mez. ‘What do the dumbest thing possible…. Wait you not thinking of’ Mez began to protest. ‘Yes I am’ I said cutting him off. I picked up a medium sized rock, loaded it into my slingshot and let it loose right at one of the Dull Enforcers head, One down I thought to myself. Mez threw a rock at the other one then started to running around avoiding the Dull Enforcer who was chasing him. I went up to the boy and helped him get onto a bike which happened to be near by, ‘Thank you’ he murmured. I left him, then snuck behind the Dull Enforcer and whacked him in the back of the head with my board then me and Mez started to skate away with the boy close behind us. It’s been a long time and Fizzy has become a loyal member of Orange Zoo and a good friend, I was dumb to think even for a second that he would leave us for a (really hot) girl, “Bro’s before Ho’s!”
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At night we were sitting around a poorly made camp fire roasting different things and drinking. ‘5 bottles of beer on the wall, 5 bottles of beer you take em down pass em around and then you got 5 drunken boys passed out on the ground’ We all sang at our own speeds, tone deaf and happy. After a few hours of dancing, singing, eating and more drinking we passed out, my last thought as I closed my eyes were that fire is stalking me. Don’t get the wrong impression drinks are hard to come by and we don’t exactly look for it either but if we happen to find some we don’t exactly throw it away.
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