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to your stupid valley and stay outta my city!

F***ing Ventura surfers!

Yeah, you say that, and then you

drive off, you p*ssy! F***in' souther!

What's up, J. D?

Que pasa, J. D?

I lost my board, man.

Maybe someone took it.

Took it?

No one takes surfboards

around here, amigo.

In a move that could seriously

hurt his reelection prospects-

Hey, Harry.

- Hey, J.D.

Where's your board?

- Gone.

I don't know. Maybe someone stole it.

- Stole your board?

Uh-huh.

Motherf***er.

Beer?

I don't spend every day workin' my ass off

at the D.M.V. so you can buy beer, old man.

- I didn't buy it. J.D. gave me one.

- What?

- J.D., did you give him beer?

- No.

Where's your board?

Rise and shine, ladies!

- Come on. Get up.

- Why are you doing this to me?

Come on. Get up. You know, in some

countries, this is considered torture.

Listen up.

J.D. lost his board.

So?

- Well, so, you guys should go help him find it.

- He lost the Mooney?

- Yeah, the Mooney.

That sh*t didn't happen.

It happened.

Seriously, you guys

should go help him find it.

He should help me

find the bong.

- Oh, God.

- Where is it?

Dude, why?

- I don't know.

I mean, how does

something like this happen?

Dude, I have no idea.

Mooney's gonna kill me.

It's just kind of incredible that

your board would just be gone.

I know.

Hey, what's goin' on, guys?

Sparks.

Punk.

- Hey, bro.

Where's your board, man?

- Dude, my board got pilfered.

Dude, don't flip out,

all right?

I can't f***ing believe this sh*t.

I'm gonna f***ing kill all of 'em!

I mean, they just come and they just

take our f***ing boards like it's nothing?

These are our boards, our property!

F*** them! F*** off-

All right, I'm here. Where's the fire?

Thank you.

Okay, um, can you fold these, please, and

then put them outside when you're done?

Only because I need you in my life.

Love you.

So, how's things?

- Oh, you know.

Same old together one day,

broken up the next, back together again.

On again, off again.

Sex one day, no sex the next.

It's nice to know

we have the same problems.

...their f***ing beating heart outta

their chest and show it to 'em.

Yeah, l- Uh, Anne?

I'm not f***ing around!

Yeah?

That boy's not good for business.

They just f***ed with Sparky,

and Sparky's gonna f*** 'em up.

That's just Sparky.

He breaks it, he buys it.

All day! Pretend this little f***in'

totem pole's their f***ing face!

Whoa.

Hey, J.D.

- Hey.

- Um, where's your board?

- It's gone.

Hey, J.D.

- Hey, Iris.

- How's your mom?

- She's in Vegas with her new boyfriend.

- Did you look up and down the beach?

- Of course! Aw, please.

- Come on.

- Well, wait. Maybe the tide took it out, dude.

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