A pictorial journey into the hilarity that is surfing in Southern California – with a focus on poor etiquette, bad photography, body contortions, overcrowding, and bad surfing.
Stop by daily to see if you've been caught doing your best stinkbug power-squat...and please, don't be afraid to be my muse!
I'm a skydiving bank robber, does that mean I'm not a real surfer? And just to set the record straight, I made sweet man love to that FBI agent, but they left that part out of the movie.
I'd like to put my burrito in there!
ReplyDeleteShe's wizzin it up
ReplyDeleteAt least the girls were working part time jobs so they can surf like real surfers do and weren't skydiving bank robbers.
ReplyDeletei can smell your taint form here
ReplyDeleteSpawned a generation of mules, and a proliferation of boners.
ReplyDeleteweeeeeeeeeeee
I'm a skydiving bank robber, does that mean I'm not a real surfer? And just to set the record straight, I made sweet man love to that FBI agent, but they left that part out of the movie.
ReplyDeleteoh please WYD - we all know you ran out and bought a boogie board after seeing North Shore!
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