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Apparently I was in the wrong motherfuckin boyscout troop. All I learned to whittle were rubber band guns and those litte ducks with clothespin mouths.
Nice to see people still take the time to care. Or is it still care enough to take the time. Good to see it either way. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks.That is Rich Pavel taking down the stringer of my new board by the by.
Why must you twist the knife, JP?
Hey now, I ordered that board in 1989 but Rich said I wasn’t ready for it at the time. He was probably right.
LOL at “you know who I am”.
Did he make you reorder it every two years?
The metaphysical shaper….
Once again, sorry to degrade such a fine thread. It’s just that Pork This, Festus — a relative, perhaps? — got me thinking about my former Scout leader and how the only thing he ever had us whittle was whip cream off of his “magic stick,” which he would then make “stand at attention.” He is now serving 20 to life at Pelican Bay, while my fellow Scouts and I have all been sentenced to a lifetime of memories. Talk about twisting the knife …
Hey JP, what size SD are you getting? Just curious. As I recall, we are both around the same ht. and wt.
bobsurf, your board got shaped last week. That fat daddy stringer looks killer on it. Now quit your whining u bastid!
Jean-Paul St. Pierre
CEO & Janitor - Leucadia, CA 1970