There's only a handful of you, and you're acting like obsessed lunatics.I honestly wouldn't want to ever be washed up on the shore unconscious on an island run by you lot.
If Luna was a furry, she'd sex humans and scream "BEASTIALITY!" at the top of her lungs at inopportune times.
I like the Luna one. She is a good one.
"Stop talking to yourself. You don't like you any better than anyone else who knows you."
You should pop out right now, just before it catches you but, truth be told, you want caught. Getting caught is the best bit. And down it comes. Baring it's teeth six feet above your head and exploding down toward you. You're fully broached - side on to an avalanche. There's nothing else to do. You raise your paddle and fall over into it. And you hang on for dear life. It's a hundred yards to the beach and you're racing there sideways, on a magic carpet of exploding water. Just before you run up against the sand you straighten up and power back out. Round two...
I remember the first time I ever caught a wave, like it was yesterday. It's like losing your virginity with the best fuck of your life. Yesterday I took a couple of newbies out to show them the ropes. This is Karen popping her cherry. Turn the volume up - and listen to the sound of STOKE!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t3r03iqP-Bo
Yeah but that's all Nigel's doing