The Stab HIgh Hangover

Well, we are well and truly fucking cooked. 

Months of planning, days of onsite prep, the all-consuming stress of “what if this doesn’t work?”, the day-of chaos, and the ensuing afterparty have all taken their toll.

We’re ecstatic and relieved of how well Stab High went, but mostly we’re just exhausted. 

It’s Monday now, two days and 1,500 miles removed from our little event in the heart of Texas, and all we want to do is to sit back and revel in the ridiculous fun we enjoyed over the weekend. 

If you didn’t get to see, we’re still streaming Stab High on-demand (here). 

But if you don’t have time for that, please enjoy some of our favorite moments from the day and night of. 

Thanks to Corkcickle for keeping our beers cold and people running around hopped up on Monster Energy and cans of Underwood Wine.

Austyn Gillete shared some subtle marketing tactics.

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In between slanging barbs on the webby, Bobby was a favorite character amongst surfers and spectators alike.

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Sam Moody

Dion, too, was widely adored.

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You know Johnny, official voice the Stab Hotline, was there in full force.

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The pool bar went off in the evening, eventually leading to Harry’s security snafu.

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Your winners of $25k and $20k respectively, Noa Deane and Eithan Osborne.

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