So let me tell you another scary story  about this man named shovel joe  he live alone with his shovel in the alps  he digs from dust till down  one day he woke up early in the morning  digging in the snow  when 4 or 5 of us came by  we were riding down the hill    he turned around  walked to us  his shovel in his hand  took a   good run  and slammed it on my board    'hey you the fuck are you doing'  we yelled to that  old and dirty bastard jerk  we cursed you but you don't seem to care about  with your mad eyes you  you've been trying to beat me up    so we moved away and ran away   afraid of shovel joe  found another peaceful spot  to try some other tricks  still thinking of what just happened to us  we were jumping in the snow  when around the corner guess who appeared  the same fire in his eyes