Ah old crazy, i thought it was you who had drifted off into the mind numbing world of the fully employed, never to be seen by the kneeling brothers again. As for me i've always known "where" i've been, not to be confused with "where" i'm going, but once i get "there" i sometimes can't remember "how" i got "there" or "who" i've been "there" with What do you have in that scary mind of yours, a once a year northerly slopfest carpark seagull like squabble over left over mash potato, corn flakes, jellyfish, weeed man, bluebottles, insert whichever is applicable on the day, although weed is a walk up start, wild card entry for sure. AB
White Lightning wins his second title ... yabba dabba doo ... oh and yes AB that work thing is a right royal pain in the butt ... it really digs into the ability to loaf around and surf as much as one would like ... oh well.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
High tide ... low tide ... Yuletide ... seasons greetings to one and all ... Old Crazy loves Christmas ...
he lives in the present ... falls out of his tree ... and always shares the spirit ... crappy hucking fistmas.
seasons come and seasons go
tidal waters ebb and flow
the sun and moon dance around our sphere
all of a sudden another year
has rushed on past like speeding train
like dirty dishwater down the drain
disappearing at the speed of light
sneaking away like a thief in the night
blink and you'll miss it, is what they say
like opening presents on christmas day
small children in packs like piranhas
demolishing presents in their pyjamas
piles of paper and packing galore
turn into junk heaps all over the floor
wild eyed and excited they scream out for more
a natural disaster that everyone adores
christmas is wonderful, full of beauty and magic
if you don't enjoy it, you really are tragic.
Enjoy the festive season ... and best wishes for the new year.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
we got the two with the zero zero nine
ticking along just mighty fine
but now its leaving ... its had enough
this tired old number has run out of puff
stepping aside ... relinquishing its role
into retirement its going to stroll
at the turning of midnight it will finally disappear
and with optimistic excitement we'll welcome a new year.
two zero one zero will start with a bang
I hope it brings joy to all the kneeboarding gang.
Happy New Year ... from the Wombles.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
finally we get a swell
but where's the off shore
easterly's all week
what a f**king whore
been trippin on vids
suckin on p*ss
got a xmas gut
goin off me nut
if i don't get a wave
i'm gunna start to rave
analbirth wrote:finally we get a swell
but where's the off shore
easterly's all week
what a f**king whore
been trippin on vids
suckin on p*ss
got a xmas gut
goin off me nut
if i don't get a wave
i'm gunna start to rave
this needs to be finished by womble
take a deep breath ... OK ... everything is fine
that low pressure system got here just in time
no need to get worried ... don't get the shits
grab that kneeboard and go and get some pits.
Sorted ... move along gentlemen ... nothing to see here.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Old Crazy poked his head out the window … the rains had started to dissipate and the sun was shyly peeking out from behind the clouds. Luckily he had parked the shopping trolley under the mango tree so it was relatively dry and fortuitously now loaded up with mangos. As Old Crazy surveyed the surroundings he noticed a trail of Coopers sparkling ale tops leading towards the back of the yard … it was then that he saw the walruss leaning precariously against the fence clutching a half empty case of coopers and rambling on incoherently about a gong … some kind of waka and reds cup. He was excited at the prospect of possibly meeting another lunatic … but was rather apprehensive as to whether or not to approach the large and somewhat inebriated aquatic mammal. Old Crazy fished around in his pockets and eventually found a large packet of dutch courage … after consuming enough to make an Italian army brave … he headed towards the back door to front the walruss and his half case of cloudy euphoria. As Old Crazy was making his way down the garden path … the walruss looked up and noticing him became rather agitated at the sight of the wildly disheveled vision approaching him. Old Crazy attempted to ease the situation by mumbling barely audible remarks about the mangos in his shopping trolley … the walruss on the other hand was now totally ignoring the approaching Old Crazy … and was instead scratching around in the garden obliviously looking for someone or something.
Would Walruss find what he was looking for … was it oblivious or obvious … would red get his fish and or his case of Coopers … was the gong gone … stay tuned for next weeks exciting episode of … Whats on in Wollongong … or … Gong gone or on.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
Rumors abound ... a well known southern foam mower has left the penguins behind and escaped from the island ... ... now heading to warmer pastures just south of the QLD border ... to a town that would now boast two of worlds best KB shapers ... if the rumor is true of course.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand.
While imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
rob, i dont know if the latter[or formost] foam mower is still pushing the victor, i think not. not that that matters. As for NL old bones and cold water perhaps
