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STEEZ PATROL

Larosa VS Carne and Queso

Oh shit its a shit themed skateboard. These limited edition shred sleds commemorate the innate American spirit of defiance and the very real danger of stepping on biting turd creatures. These decks are available at the Carne and Queso store or can be purchased at Larosa.

SKATE OR DIE

32" X 8" 
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Steez Patrol - TEAM



Team Print Shop is a small, independently owned screen printing and design studio located in Oakland, CA. They specialize in premium quality screen printing on apparel and paper, and provide a full range of creative services including custom t-shirt and poster design. They don't just produce product for others either, they also make fresh-ass and finely made products under their own label as well. 

Check out these fly beasts below.





PIECE (shirt no longer for sale on their website)


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RETRO-CRAP - A BLAST FROM THE PAST ASS


THE STORY OF
SANTA JESUS MALVERDE



In commemoration of SB 1070, a bill just passed in Arizona that makes having a mustache while wearing a cowboy-hat grounds for arrest, CARNE AND QUESO presents this little frijole in the hopes that it will propagate the stereotype that the fine people of Mexico are all Catholic, bejeweled-gun carrying, bad-ass drug dealers. The following text is written by Special Agent Robert J. Botsch, formerly assigned to the EI Paso FBI office where he investigated Mexican drug-trafficking organizations, he currently serves in the Law Enforcement Communication Unit at the FBI Academy.



The Legend
  
Jesus Malverde was a notorious Mexican bandit who stole from the rich to give to the poor.  He received fame and notoriety in the state of Sinoloa around the turn of the 20th century. During that period, from 1877 to 1911, Porfilio Diaz ruled Mexico. Viewed as a modernizer who encouraged the growth of big business, Diaz was particularly interested in attracting foreign investors. His lack of concern for the millions of residents living in poverty caused major social problems and unrest that eventually led to the Mexican Revolution. Some people turned to crime as a means of survival. 


  


Jesus Malverde became a folk hero to the region's poor and working class because he challenged the Mexican government's authority and refused to comply with its laws. According to the legend, Malverde rode through the hills near the city of Culiacan in Sinoloa wearing green clothing to blend into his environment, committing banditry, and distributing the proceeds from his crimes to the area's impoverished inhabitants.These so-called acts of kindness ultimately earned him such titles as Angel of the Poor or Generous Bandit.




He continued his criminal pursuits until 1909 when Mexican law enforcement officials captured and executed him. Since his reported death, Malverde has earned the status of a Mexican folk hero, representing hope to Mexico's poor and underprivileged. A common belief remains that Malverde protects and provides assistance to the poor people of Mexico. Because of the limited accurate details about Malverde, historians never have been able to prove his existence. In fact, some believe that he never lived and that his legend, based on a compilation of several different people, has become a symbol of justice, similar to Robin Hood, for the working poor in Mexico.



The Link
   
The illegal drug trade has been a profitable business for decades. It has funneled billions of dollars back to Mexico, and at least a portion of the drug proceeds have reached the poor people willing to work for these criminal enterprises. Those living in poverty have worshiped the spirit of Jesus Malverde for years, frequently asking for protection and a variety of personal favors. Over time, some of his followers entered the illegal drug trade and began asking Malverde for protection before, during, and after their drug-trafficking activities. To reinforce their beliefs, the traffickers often carried various items depicting Malverde's image hoping this paraphernalia would protect them further. If they successfully completed their drug-trafficking objective, they thanked Malverde for his guidance. If arrested, they continued to ask for his assistance throughout their court proceedings. This practice became so common that his legend flourished, and Malverde eventually was labeled the unofficial patron saint of drug traffickers. 
COPYRIGHT 2008 Federal Bureau of Investigation
  


Not only did Malverde's likeness , a teenage Tom Selleck doppelganger,  provide inspiration for a plethora of kitsch religious trinkets and shrines but also for various songs written about him and drug-trafficking called "corridos". At the end are two of those by Los Cadetes de Linares, who not only sing about narcos but also portray them in their music vidoes. 

Hasta luego mi babosos! And to Jan Brewer, Joe Arpaio, Joe Sweeney,  J. D. Hayworth, Jim Gilchrist and anyone that doesn't like Sonoran dogs, Yo cago en la leche de tu puta madre!





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INTERNET TREASURE

Gifs On Film!
made by iwdrm

Some gifs made from some great movies. (click to see)

Lost Highway

 Pulp Fiction
 The Good, The Bad, The Ugly
 Holy Mountain
 Lolita
 Alien
 Peeping Tom
 2001: A Space Odyssey
 A Clockwork Orange
Full Metal Jacket

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ART? - CRAP

The Longest and Most Bad-Ass Good Friday


There are certain times I am proud of my Catholic heritage. The ancient archaic-ritual, blood-rights and funny costumes Catholics are working with kick most abstract performance art wankery square in the butt.


The Catholic Church has a million sub-sects, orders, and regional specific organizations within the mother church. The really good ones are the ones that aren't condoned and that the Pope hates on (Santeria, Narco-Saints, Dohsyuku-ka, etc.)


Now I have another reason for more non-spiritual or religious Catholic pride.


Philippine self-flagellation and crucifixion parties!





'Crucifixion during Holy Week a tradition gone astray'
By Evelyn Macairan (The Philippine Star)






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RETRO-CRAP - A BLAST FROM THE PAST ASS

Dock Ellis &The LSD No-No



Ellis pitched a no-hitter against the San Diego Padres on June 12, 1970. He would admit in 1984 to being under the influence of LSD throughout the course of the game. Ellis had been visiting friends in Los Angeles under the impression he had the day off and was still high when his friend's girlfriend told him he had to pitch a game against the Padres that night. Ellis boarded a shuttle flight to the ballpark and threw a no-hitter despite not being able to feel the ball or clearly see the batter or catcher. Ellis said catcher Jerry May wore reflective tape on his fingers which helped Ellis to see his target. Ellis walked eight, struck out six, and was aided by excellent fielding plays by second baseman Bill Mazeroski and center fielder Matty Alou.


Paying homage to this interesting character, No Mas and James Blagden recount the story from the perspective of Dock Ellis in this cartoon titled The LSD No-No. The video is part fun, part commentary in regards to the current performance drug situation plaguing the MLB as Ellis can earn the title of getting things done not with steroids but a good ol’ acid trip. (hypebeast)


No Mas has also paid homage to Dock Ellis and his amazing performance with this TRIPSBURGH jersey t-shirt. Available in heather grey and black.





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HARD FEELINGS VOL. #1
by Juicy Squeeze, aka RSVP, aka Jesse Vasquez, aka OURS, aka the Quintuplet Godfather, aka the Wet Bandit

This is a video zine from a good friend that lives far away and does interesting things. I miss him but am glad he is still watching weird porn, video-taping (is that still an appropriate verb?) weird people, making weird music and ruining his and the people's lives around him in interesting and creative ways. 

Check out his blog too! 

P.S. This video and his blog are NSFW, unless you work at a crackhouse.

HARD FEELINGS VOL. # 1 from Jesse Smith on Vimeo.



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POSTER DESIGN DEDICATED TO GETTING TOADED



Have you ever heard about about crazed teenagers licking toads to get high? Well, that's a bunch of bullshit. Crazed teenagers would get a mild buzz at best from simply licking hallucinogenic toads. Real psychonauts know the only real way to toad trip is by smoking the venom of the Sonoran desert’s little green warty DMT producer, Bufo alvarius.

OAlthough the genus Bufo includes more than two hundred species of toads, Bufo alvarius is the only species that exists exclusively within the Sonoran Desert. Unlike most toads, B. alvarius is semi-aquatic and must remain in the vicinity of dependable water in order to survive. Consequently, the principle habitat of this species is within the drainage of permanent rivers and streams of the Sonoran Desert. During the monsoon season the toad will congregate in pools of water for mating.

Glands that contain the venom are concentrated on the neck and limbs of B. alvarius
When the toad is in danger or the glands themselves are stimulated they produce a milky-white venom that contains large amounts of the potent hallucinogen, 5-MEO-DMT as well as a handful of other mind altering chemicals unique to the animal. When the venom is smoked it produces an intense psychedelic experience of incredibly short duration.

In order to gather the Colorado River Toad’s venom after gathered from its glands is placed on a smooth dry surface and spread out as thin as possible to increase drying time. When the fluid has lost most of it’s tactile stickiness it can be scraped free with a razor. This substance can then be heated in a smoking device and inhaled into the lungs to deliver a pungent dose of mind fuckery. Some have described the taste as “Dr. Pepper” like, others describe it simply as “butthole flavored”.

So if you are or ever have been a crazed teenager with an itching to get high on toads, come to the Sonoran desert and get toaded for real.




Here is a toad shrine with crack pipe, torch and vials of DMT venom.



Here are three cool dudes that got so toaded out they travelled back through space and time to nineteen-ninety-whatever.



I think this toaded psycho-naut just shit his pants after realizing the infinity of the soul.

Pro-Bufo "GET TOADED" violence gangs graffiti vandalism.