Old World

You try to get along. Mix in. Be part of the whole. But sometimes, you have to move against the grain, say piss off, go away, sorry I was here first to the nice German woman pleading for your seat.

World Cup Quarterfinals.



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Location:Huntington Village Ln,Huntington Beach,United States

A bomb comes in.

And I burn some guy to get it. Blatantly. Dipped him in oil, flocked him, poured gas over him, looked him in the eye, and threw a match at his feet. So bad. He went anyway and I went completely out of control and ran right into him at full speed. It was bad. It looked more like football than surfing.

Aside from that, Trestles was really good yesterday.