i really like hollister clothing. My mom buys it for me all the time.

i really like hollister clothing. My mom buys it for me all the time.
Brody- "Just except what the wave is doing, get in sinc, then go with it. You don't need to see."
Johnny Utah- "Yeah right, vision is highly over rated."
life is short enough to waste on surfing
YES someone brought up big wednesday
jack: hey what are they doing to you (to leroy)
random dude layering leroy with marinade: were gonna roast the massacist, how you like your haole (to random fat hawaiin)
hawaiin: i like em medium well man so it taste real hono
random dude: yea man his ancestors were cannibals they at captain hook
really drunk guy at party: "CRASHERRRRRSSSSS!!!!! YAAAAHHHHHHHHGGG" (then falls down stars)
Bear: Hey guys crashers wanna go fight?
Fat Hawaiin: nah we'll get em later
Hog (after kicking ass): hey you guys!!.... SPLIT!!"
jack:wheres your surfboard
drunken Matt Johnson: in my car
jack: wheres you car
MJ: I dont know
leroy (after taking some kids board): Johnson I got a vehhicle
Dude on beach: "That is matt jonson, that is matt johnson"
Kid: "Matt jonson on my board!"
Here's one good for your friend who calls you up in the morning for a surf check (preferably after a long night of fumes and brews).
hungover/still stoned friend- "Hows the waves lookin man?"
you- "goin off, ****in double over-ankle!"
hungover/still stoned friend- "Sweet! wait... what!?"
you- "go back to bed burnout."
click.
Look at my quote bellow.
"Eddie would Go."
chhharge it brraaahhh!
big wednesday...
"If you guys leave me out here, i'm gonna drown..."
A quote from an author that probably none of you have ever heard of,.........Mark Twain. His voyage to Hawaii in the late 1800's resulted in a book, 'Roughing It', in which he referred to his observations of surfing on multiple occassions.
"We came upon a large company of naked natives, of both sexes and all ages, amusing themselves with the national pastime of surf-bathing(surfing). Each heathen would paddle three or four hundred yards out to sea,then face the shore and wait for a particularly prodigious billow to come along; at the right moment he would fling his board upon its foamy crest and himself upon the board, and he would come whizzing by like a bombshell. It did not seem that a lightning express train could shoot along at a more hair lifting speed."
Shortly thereafter Twain would go on to try surfing himself, only to have a nasty wipeout and never try it again.