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!
Friday, April 24, 2009
Stuck at Von's waiting for a prescription yesterday, I happened upon the latest Surfing Magazine. I was reading the editorial by Evan Slater and it made me think of this image.
Today's new breed is too soft to enforce shit. I blame the "tite pants".