Okay if footjam tailwhips teach you anything it is how to push yourself to the brink of insanity with frustration only to get like zero in return in terms of trick usability. Stop the foot jamming, do it from the pegs.
I was trying to do one of these the other day and I sh*t you not it took me like ten tries to land it and even then it was sketchy and it was the first god damn trick I ever really learned how to do.
Once upon a time
There was a boy
The lad was a confused loner
The product of an over bearing mother
And an alcoholic father who would often sodomize him with a cricket bat
He did not fit in with the boys at school
He would often neglect his race-car and G.I. Joes and choose to play
With his sisters barbie and ken dolls
One day the pipsqueak decided to learn the tailwhip
The boys ridiculed him
They called him names
They said he was not a man
They said he was a lover of male genetalia
He would never learn tailwhips
He was a fool to even try
The boy was deeply affected by their criticism
He cried himself to sleep that night
In his dreams
He saw their faces
Some laughing
Some screaming
Some Howling
All making contemptuous fun of the poor lad
An adolescent TJ Perry
He was determined to prove them wrong
He would prove he was a man
He began to devote himself to the act of practicing the tailwhip
He learnt the tailwhip
But he did not prove them wrong
He went home tired
Ready for a beating
His mother would supervise all his other extra-curricular activities :
He would mastrubate while being forced to recite random verses from the bible
This would continue until he had finished ejaculation
He was forced to smoke crack and then give oral pleasure to his fathers penis while getting stabbed
He was a sexual slave sold to "family-friends" on an hourly basis
He is tortured by the truth of his existence
He masks his insecurities by assuming a position of leadership among beginners of flatand
He is a wolf among sheep
I am a wolf TJ Perry
Not a sheep