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surf hardcase for sale !!!

PostPosted: Tue Jun 29, 2004 9:10 am
by Bob W.
FOR SALE


Length-6’7” Width- 20",Thick- 7.5", 3.5" nose rocker. Thicker in the tail. Holds 1 board W/fins and 2nd board WO/fins. Shortboard or Gun. Comes with front handle and wheels in tail! Also comes with shoulder strap and 1/2” foam These are the highest quality and best performing surfcases in the world. Outlasts any bag! SurfCase: light / strong grey hard shell lined 3/8” foam blocks Quality hardware,wheels in tail w/ front pullhandle and shoulderstrap clips, brass/bronze.

USED ONLY 3 TIMES. BRAND NEW CONDITION !!!

CONTACT ME AT ---------- rwrobs777@verizon.net

PostPosted: Tue Jun 29, 2004 10:13 am
by surf patrol
Price and location pls

PostPosted: Thu Jul 08, 2004 2:04 am
by oslo
Surf Patrol wrote:Price and location pls


When people don't write location, you can assume they are yanks :wink:

PostPosted: Mon Jul 26, 2004 4:25 am
by Otter
Yankees! Gawl darn 'em!

I'm an unreconstructed rebel!

1. O I'm a good old rebel, Now that's just what I am, For this "fair Land of Freedom" I do not care AT ALL; I'm glad I fit against it-- I only wish we'd won And I don't want no pardon For anything I done.

2. I hates the Constitution, This Great Republic, too, I hate the Freedman's Buro, In uniforms of blue; I hates the nasty eagle, With all his braggs and fuss, The lyin', thievin' Yankees, I hates 'em wuss and wuss.


3. I hates the Yankee nation And everything they do, I hates the Declaration Of Independence too; I hates the glorious Union-- 'Tis dripping with our blood-- I hates the striped banner, I fit it all I could.

4. I followed old mas' Robert For four year, near about, Got wounded in three places And started at Pint Lookout; I cotch the roomatism A campin' in the snow, But I killed a chance o' Yankees, I'd like to kill some mo'.

5. Three hundred thousand yankees Is stiff in Southern dust; We GOT three hundred thousand Before they conquered us; They died of Southern fever And Southern steel and shot, I wish they was three million Instead of what we got.

6. I can't take up my musket And fight 'em now no more, But I ain't a going to love 'em, Now that is sartin sure; And I don't want no pardon For what I was and am, I won't be reconstructed And I don't care a dam.

Deo Vindice!

PostPosted: Wed Aug 18, 2004 8:23 pm
by VBnorthendsurfer
what song is that? i have been searching for it for a while. my friend and i were listening to it in his truck but i dont know who it is.