the BMB

They call me Bree. Once, there was this time that I did a sick jump, involving trashcans, humans and too much caffeine; when I landed, I woke up 19 hours later on the couch, watching Futurama. That was an epic day. That was long ago, when I was n00bing out on a cheapie stick, a Foxie 14Something, if I can remember... These days, I tend to hit the hills with more force. Heavily armed with a Burton jibstick and bindings, I can win the *** off the pipes and walk out with the style I walked in with. I ride all up and down the East Coast. Up North, there's Maine, and down South, there's Virginia. Everywhere in between, is home. Bree is a tumbleweed. There is no place that I call home, other than in the hearts of those I love and on the hills on which I shred. It's all about the Love, and taking the gnar for your own. Peace out and message if you wanna jib, I can hold 4 boards in my Thule and a few cool folks in my Vue. -EOCK.

 

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