If only i could...

for the most part it seems to always be windy on a friday! and am stuck early trying to finish up..it'll be midday soon and all the windtrees are fraying..by the time i try to get out it should be around 2:30pm and the traffic congestion on a friday is horrendous even for a small city and gets worse by 5-7pm when all the folks try not to get home but go around and enjoy the weekender and me i always try to figure out if i should try to load gear up and hack it out on a friday afternoon, snake thru 3rd world traffic jams..always![}:)]

You and Nebbian must print your own money. All you'se seem to do is travel around windsurfing in ideal locations....

are you sure there's no sugar mumma's involved ??????

All right, it's not true.

But it's something I've always wanted to say with a straight face.

Try it: I...ROB...BANKS

Fun, eh?

Go for it jp747! Have an awesome weekend!!!!!!

My neighbour when I was a kid used to rob banks. Seriously. He was one of Australia's most wanted while he lived next door. Used to do armoured cars with his son-in-law.

We used to call him "Uncle Bill". Nicest guy, you'd never pick him. "Bill, I like your new boat, and sports car. What do you do for a living?". "Lucky at the track mate".

Then one day a SWAT team came down the side of our house.

Hello Mr Orchard/Orchid if you are... somehow reading a windsurfing forum. My current neighbours just play the stereo too loud.

Mmmm fun yes. It would be more fun if you said "I rob banks to finance Jama Islamia". That would attract the attention of that data mining thingo that caches every such reference so that the poor sod who has the job of evaluating them in the never ending war against terror gets to read it and has a good laugh to lighten his dreary day.
How would that go as a pick up line I wonder?
And while the cops are surrounding the house you are down at the beach enjoying a quiet chortle at your wizard jape and wondering where your next meal is coming from.
I think Nebbs has it sorted. He hacks into the international financial exchange and redirects millions of small decimal parts of cents into his Christmas Island account.
His real name is ..... no I promised not to say. And for a small consideration I will be happy to keep it that way. Meanwhile the key to the safe deposit box containing the damning documentary evidence is in the mail to ...

I didn't do it! I didn't do it!