Top Five reasons our surf photo’s often look so bad.

Or perhaps an expression more akin as to what would happen if one accidentally nicked one’s own genitals with a 1970’s style electric carving knife.

Crime and surfing (Part Two).

My car is surrounded by pit bulls when I go surfing. Well actually, I just blast Pit Bull from the stereo with the windows open. Surely, that’ll also repel any would-be thieves right?

Pillows, otters & subtitles.

“the Ozzie accent still sounds like someone shoved a megaphone up their arse and proceeded to fart through it.”

Top Five surfing frustrations.

“why do you always have the same facial expression you’d assume a constipated vervet monkey would have?”

Crime and surfing (Part One.)

Bodily orifices may be stretchy enough for, say, a car key – but good luck fitting that smartphone up there pal.