Twas the night before Thanksgiving Up and down the whole coast, Surfers were praying their surf spot Would soon play host, To clean lined up waves Devoid of all kooks, No Great Whites, no Roy No jellyfish, no mooks. As Turkey and gravy are soon to be shared, No wave goes unridden, No barrel unspared. So before the great feast of turkey and waves I send wishes to y'all to score what you crave... Happy Thanksgiving to All In the home of the brave!
