In the Grass: Candy Cane Skatepark

-I wish your brother was here. He'd show you some real tricks.
-Jared?
-No, your big brother, Jesse. He's from Alberta. He's gonna go pro next year. I've seen him jump off huuuge heights. I mean like huuuge. Nothing fazes him. Hey guys, long time no see!
-Yeah hahahaha.
-Just hangin out?
-Yeah we are, hahahaha.
-It's a good spot, I know I used to park here, smoke a little something, then just fly around these streets.
-Right here?
-Right over there yeah. No pigs anywhere. I'd go a hundred through here. Nothin fazed me when I was blitzed.
-Did you drive off the ramps?
-No, daddy's car couldn't take that. Look there's daddy's fuckin transmission right there in the middle of the skatepark. Haha.
-Hahaha. Whattaya drivin these days?
-Oh, I got a eighty-seven GT Celica. Just fuckin pimped right out.
-Oh yeah?
-Yeah. Couldn't bring it today cause I'm gettin new headlights put in.
-Aw that's cool man.
-I coulda taken you out. The thing just flies.
-That red one?
-Yeah, the little red one.
-That works?
-Hahahaha.
-Yeah that works. I'm just fixing it.
-I didn't know that.
-Shut up, Jer. Just go skateboard.
-Hahaha.