Sunday, September 19, 2010

SAME SCHITT DIFFERENT DAY

This ain't real. San Onofre is going backwards. Backwards, not forward. No matter how hard her connections try, she is in dire straits. In '52 there were stalwart memberships led by Eddie McBride, Al Dowden, Opai,
Bill Barnars, Hi Ho Silvers, Art Lavagnino, and a host of others. Now she's diminished to cherry-pit spitting contests, horse-shoes, bocci ball tournaments, anything divorcing itself from the sport itself. I wish I'd anticipated this when I spent hard earned money to join. It's too late now. There's no use crying over spilled milk.

5 comments:

Captain's Anchorage said...

Get over it, it's not going to change any time soon. Just go surf with 146 of your best friends...

Anonymous said...

"...it's too late now, there's no use crying over spilled milk...."

Capt. that's what the fellow said.

quiet woman said...

Hey, look now. There's nothing wrong with San Onofre. Leave us be, will you. Go rag on Encinitas. We didn' do nothing wrong. San Onofre's a family beach. If you don't like go to Trail 6 with all them freaks and wizards.

bamboozled said...

Why in heck is there a line at 10:00 AM? What's wrong with that beach.

Anonymous said...

Some moron threw a 150 mm thundercracker down the shitter in toilet #1 Bldg.#4. Lord have mercy, what a mess.

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