NOT AFFLIATED WITH THE SAN ONOFRE SURF/SURFING CLUB
These are the kind of things that have been happening there ever since they opened it up to the public!
Well Dr. Wilkes, it's reported way back in time there was a tire hanging from the shack's rafters, swinging on a hemp rope. One day you consumed so much alcohol you were unable to pry youself out of tihe the tire. McBride and your other cronies left you there in a drunken stuper.
Sounds as if truth is stranger than fiction, doesn't it?
I ust now find a new beach to piss my pants and to try to have my way with Mrs. Q-ball.
Those Hawaiians couldn't drink their way outta a paper bag!
Methinks Terri, people who abuse Handicapped Parking placads should have their torsoe tatoos burned off.
Jan-Michael, and what that be?
People hide behind these nom de blogd, no good--that's what is is no good. Writer of 'Monday Morning at Four Doors', stop sniviling, go buy beach front propert, and lock the gate, that way you won't have nin-com-poops coming to your personal beach. Haw, haw, you ain't got the money. So, go to Four Doors and suffer.
Like, what aew you doing at 4 door. We thought you were 'core' Ol' Manz. What gives?
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