"Dude, what's the secret to successful crowd-kiting?"
"Do you mean in the waves, man?"
"Dude, what else?"
"Yeah right. I just cruise, that's what I do, man."
"But dude, how do you cruise with 30 other riders in-your-face?"
"Well man, sometimes I just pretend I don't see the other riders."
"Dude, how can you do that?"
"It's easy man. I just make out I'm concentrating really hard on setting up for a wave ride.
"Like you're super-focussed, dude?"
"Yeah man. And then they think I'm too pre-occuppied to have noticed them."
"Right-on dude. So the other riders believe that you think they don't exist."
"Precisely man. I give them no recognition."
"So dude, do they always get out-of-your-face?"
"It's not an exact science, man."
"But dude, the other riders will be looking straight at you. They will be looking for eye contact."
"Sunglasses help, man."
"dude, what's the secret to poo stance?"
"Dude?!! What are you in the freakin sevinties? Dont you remember that song?"Hey dude dont call me due, nah nah nah nah, dont call me dude, nah nah nah"
"what's your problem?"
"you man, you suck balls"
"oh, i see"
oh dude check it out
hey man its that guy with the weird ear appendages
dude he's wearing a g-string
man, why's he running around the dunes holding a kite bar..?
no way dude, he's fully pretending to kite
he's in imagination land man
not a bad style though dude
man, g-string kiters got no leash
what did he just say dude...?
i think he just screamed, watch me man loop this thing to the dole office
I too smoked a lot of weed and watched "the big lebowski", mabe, but I love the dude and mate.
It's so much better than the poetry. Long live the dude.
