LOST Vision ‘Gator’ skateboard – REWARD $100

REWARD $100 ono

Now you might say I’m too old to ride a skateboard and you’re probably right. Nevertheless I do and I’ve lost it.

Here’s how shit went down. For some reason I’m under the delusion that my house is 10 mins walk from everywhere. It’s not. Hence when I’m late I stow my board under my arm, walk uphill then roll down the hills.  In fact you can shave about 50% off your journey in this manner!

Because I didn’t want to haul a skateboard around the Flying Scotsman tryhard-style I stowed it in a front yard of a property on Raglan St (just shy of Fresh Provs). Granted this was foolish. Granted I was bound to get drunk and forget where I’d put it. And granted…err I don’t have a third point? But it was a time tested method that had never failed me. Besides I’d ‘forgotten’ in the past yet she was always patiently waiting for me in the morning. Not this time.

My beloved red, vintage Gator (along with my AFI Award, my Jackson Eaton print, a 1st edition of Ayn Rand‘s Atlas Shrugged and my main man Huey fucking Newton!) is amongst my few treasured possessions. If I don’t track it down I will be D E V O.