Monday, June 15, 2009

Beachy Keen

2 to 3 foot waves. Awesome. I went boogie boarding Sunday. Brandon showed me the hardslick. Nice. The Biorn Borg tennis wig is a look he should go for. The beach was rad. The water had to be around 85 degrees. Everybody turned lobster red. A nice shade except for the pain, man. All we needed was bongos and hotdogs. Maybe a monster in a rubber suits that was really a disgruntled square. Out to get those heck raisin' teens who are really 35. We need more shade and straw hats. Except Brian. He was trying out for Dudley Doolittle 2 with his sweet mountie hat. Pamimal tried to catch a fish with her teeth. Intense bro-ham.

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