blog: blatant lies orchestrated genius

sup party people in the place to be,  hands in the air if ur a g not a lee....sumthn to think about.  so lets recap on the contest.  first round, consensus: meag!  absolute meag. only thing worth mention was domkee boosting a sick fs indy. clean like james dean!  round two bcs murder sesh.  beak dog m.d.k. mmmm who else? tim fultonovich bringin the skate vibe late shuv upside ur dome.  domkee gettn mad techy and nobody even knows what he is doing let alone scoring him.  i sucked the big one and couldnt find a wave like a blind man in nevada.  I respectfully resigned.  sammy.... im just going to break sammys legs.... second round was epcot center.  missed round three i dont do mornings!  semi finals were more fun than a box of moldy bannannas.  erryone was chuckn d.  the second heat i coundt tell who was gna make it to the finals but good show.  the final was glazed ice and hozen.  mad switchness by mo beak and paulo.  bcs fs liner minni inni to pop tre shoofle' prob the highlight of the final.  beaks rap shuv air drop was mad hectic.  he got a illy goofy rap way down the s end that no one even saw.  it was a s#!t show to say the least.  then i peaced.  missed beaks pemiere cuz the whitehouse is a bunch of capitolist fatheads who hate fun and me.  minni sesh at oak the other day fs pop shuv revert...what do u know?  two night ago took a kayak out after sunset for red tide......beyond words but i will try.  luminescent turpuoise aqua fantasia land with schools of flourescent baby blue firework fish darting about.  then bigger fish and bigger fish until we got chased to shore by a rabid shark that turned out to be a rock with waves splashing on it.  my b.  highly recommended!  oging to take my beater ducktape and super glue doyle out for a sesh and hopefully find some skim.