Ben Raybourn now rides for the swoosh, thus completing his metamorphosis from crusty little punker skatepark air baby to upper echelon big time professional athlete, thus filling the companys gnarly “core” tranny guy quota spot that was recently vacated by Peter “poopy pants” Hewit. Somewhere presumably Kristian Svitak is shedding a single tear and listening to Bad Religion in the dark.

Oh yeah, and the part is a fucking face melter because he is really good at skateboarding if you like that sort of thing…