Maggot’s kid brother

Posted by: Kilwag (editor) on October 2nd, 2009
Categories: Back In The Day, Media Watch, Skate
Tags: comics, Max Schaaf

From Max Schaaf’s 4Q Conditioning. The original source is not credited, but it looks like some sort of paperback book aimed at motorcycle riders in the 70’s.

2 thoughts on “Maggot’s kid brother”

Ramblin' Bob on October 2, 2009 - Reply

That looks familiar. One time in the 70’s when my outboard motor was broke and couldn’t be used for waterskiing, I of course decided hey, why not tow behind my friend’s motorbike. However, my board was something my grandmother had seen at a toy store (she apparently wanted me dead) that not only had a translucent plastic deck, but – seemingly – plastic (maybe ultra-hard urethane) wheels. Anyway, right about the time my friend was shifting into fifth gear, I got speed wobble and woke up in the hospital, a day later, with no memories whatsoever of the interim. Supposedly, after a bigger motorcycle came along which they slung me over to push me home, my friend had to present me to my parents, who turned out not to be too concerned about the head-to-toe dripping road rash, cuz I was at least answering questions correctly, but, when I was off by three on the month, they decided there was somethin’ wrong with me. Many decades later, I got on a girl’s nerves, (who seemed to be having a nervous breakdown anyway), after she slammed her head at a park, by asking her a whole string of questions, but I figure it’s the adult thing to do… plus, I had nearly lost a friend the year before to multiple skull fractures from what looked like a mild tap by comparison. (Though, I guess technically, it was the fractures [and losing first blood and then cerebral spinal fluid out the ear for days] that PREVENTED his brain from getting choked by a hematoma both in back, and, from his brains ricocheting off the back, in front.) Anyway, don’t be too cool to ask LOTS OF questions in such situations. (Last time I had occasion to ask such questions I finished with the curveball “What’s your ancestry?”… “Cuban and Dominican”… which I figured was probably true… but if he’d said “Cuban and Puerto Rican” I’da had to say “Ennnh, wrong, they don’t like each other.”) Oh and Kilwag, did you know those damn boards you make are not fire retardant? My friend Hilary had a blowout yesterday that somehow quickly turned into a fire which ate her van, and her Dickies deck apparently did not slow the blaze down ONE BIT.