Friday, March 13, 2009

FOURDOORS TO BE RENAMED THIS WEEKEND TO "FORDDOORS"!


In honor of F. Henry Ford, Fourdoors this weekend will be renamed and now will be refered to as "FORDDOORS"! Luau and paddle out to be held. See Haystack Calhoun for tickets and recieve a free t-shirt or glazed donut with each ticket purchased.

12 comments:

DOUBLE DEUCE said...

IT'S ABOUT TIME SOUTH BAY
RECEIVED RECOGNITION. Good for you, F.Henry.Which glazed Donut you ask. Let me have the one with the fly on it.

Haystack Calhoun said...

I was at the Huntington Beach PLA contest this morning, F. Henry organized the whole thing for a reasonable fee of course. Told him about the re-naming of Four Doors and it brought a tears to his eyes. He is eternally grateful and sends his thanks to you all, then pinched me for a box of tee shirts which I just noticed on Ebay.

KING HEROD said...

Hayseed, welcome to the big leagues of surfing, where there is no such thing as a free lunch.
F.Henry is 'Lord and Master'. Hayseed, are you on a Walk of Fame?

Haystack Calhoun said...

Yes, if you remember, I was a champion wrestler back in the 50's weighing in at 650 lbs and am enshrined on the WWF Walk of Fame.

BIG DICK said...

'Hayseed', fess up the onlyaccolade you had was the "Crawl of Shame".

Alan C. Moore said...

F. Fourdoors!

Anonymous said...

Shame on you Allan C. Moore. What did F.Henry ever do to you?

'nofre point crew said...

We adore F.Henry, that's for sure.

Anonymous said...

How wonderful of you to name a break after the deceased. I can only hope you will honor Murphy in this way when his time comes.

LUMMOX said...

Bro, Murphy's time has come. San Onofre members are hungry for a paddle-out.

murphy said...

AIN'T GONNA BE NO PADDLE-OUT FOR ME WHEN I GO! ITS GOING TO BE A "SHOVE-OUT", BUT I AIN'T PLANIN ON GOIN ANY TIME SOON! THANKS FOR THINKING OF ME!

RABBI KLAPPER said...

Murphy when I firt learned of the beac I attended a shove-out for an older fellow who almost collected 100. They had his memorial at South Side jetty at Doheny. It was gruesome. All the old beach drunks were slobbering, slurring words, staggering. The corpse was not creamated only wrapped in a death shroud. Incoherent boozers, placed on his
10'6 log and shoved out to sea. Sadly, the drunks forgot to lash him to the board. He drifted to the channel where a giant humped from nowhere, dashed the deceased and his board into the granite boulders They never recovered the remains. Murphy, please don't let them shove you out.

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