My Family Taught Me How To Bomb

Yesterday, Kiki and I went for a swim at RedLeaf.

At the beach there's a horseshoe type wharf you can jump off into the water.

And I like to do bombs.

Gorillas.

Can openers.

Staples.

Manus.

*might sound like gibberish*

And the only reason I know how to do these bombs is by watching my cousins and my brothers do them into the water as a kid and copying them.

First I did them and they were terrible.

Then they were less terrible.

Then they were okay.

Now I would say I'm pretty good (my bro's probably wouldn't though haha).

I surrounded myself with the greats and did what they did.

Which is all I do in Team Brock Ashby 😂😂😂

I study what the greats say.

The scientists.

The head of the field.

Then I copy them by not making it sound boring and putting my own spin on it and incorporating it into Team Brock Ashby.

Then we do it over and over and over again until we get the amazing Team Brock Ashby result.

But really, I just stole it from the greats like I did my brothers and cousins bombs.