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It was the Green Burrito right by the pier to your left if you’re facing the pier. Mind you, it was 1990. Years ago. I learned how to surf by that pier. I sucked at surfing and had the equilibrium of Muhammad Ali spreading bird seeds at the feeder in his later days. Good times.

Oasis

Not shocking as his entire campaign was basically a “Hope and Change” A bumper sticker that stuck on your Honda and couldn’t get it off when you wanted to.

Damn I love me some Huntington Beach. The beach, the pier, the wemens, and the Green Burrito. Spent a summer there riding a bike from dawn to dusk. Beautiful place.

Trump supporters have signs in their yards? Oh my fawking God. They should all be charged with felony assault and be denied of their right to free speech.

Really? Hmmm…I guess you didn’t go to the black neighborhoods here in the south that had Obama signs in EVERY yard along with the commentary plates adorned on their porches.

The Plimsouls

There just waiting on a friend, the Grim Reaper

I got a X-Mas gift from my Lady. It’s a Philips 300 with a three head that has all the bells and whistles. She paid about $75.00. It has an excellent charge with a base. Best electric one I’ve ever owned. Even has a cutting blade for your neck hair and very simple to clean. I highly recommend it.

Just a way for the owners and leagues to make more revenue and extend the seasons for profit. I’m finished with the NFl and NBA. Not remotely close to what it was.

…jays your favorite dive into a pool, lake, bayou? I love a good can-opener. Excellent splash if you aim well.

Reminds me of a story Hillary Rodam Clinton sad whist being the First Lady. Hillary: I was named after the man who was one of the first to top Mt.Everest. Hmmm…Sir Hillary did it after he accomplished it after you were born. Sad, just sad.

I was in a bar one nights and saw this beautiful woman (36C) that was stunning. Everyone was checking her out. My friend had graduated college and he was a player. Me: Just beautiful. Player: Go talk to he. Me: Way out of my league. Player: No she’s not…just imagine her taking a huge dump, like we do, laugh, and be confident. Confidence is a virtue. So I did. And well, it worked. I got her numbah and brought her to dinner the next night. She was a stoopid twat that only talked about how her daddy spoils her. Me:Check please. Dropped her off, told her I had an important meeting in the morning and left after I walked her her door. A very nice lesson for me.

Harvard can’t beat Navy. On anything.

You gotta fight, for your Right, to party?