If you grew up on a farm in Grandpa's day, you did not have indoor plumbing. When you staggered to the shitter in the middle of the night, you had to be careful not to fall into the pig pen. They will consume just about anything.
Stick his photo on the back of a milk carton and maybe he'll turn up. "Have you seen this Dork? If so, please hit him in the face with a snow shovel and tell him Toseland sucks!"
Jeebus.... Got a new job that actually keeps me away from the beeb, and has me working my ass off. I wish I had more time, but I'd rather make money. I got bills to pay, and debts to settle. The bad news is I spend all my time talking about surf stuff and not surfing. The good news...at least in the future I'll be able to ride, and have fun at the track as opposed to working there. I just have no time to keep up whats happening on-line. Which is funny, I've been coming here every three or four days....and let me tell you...it's fucking overwhelming to see all the new threads and try to figure out where to start. It's like damn homework. Here's a photo... PS-I love JT!!!! I'm finally making enough money that he and I can start openly dating. I think Dave K is tiny enough that he can be our ring bearer.
