"Harbor Lights" - The Platters

Hello All,

So although I have a young heart, I’ve always felt like I’ve had an old soul. I guess I can be the same person that can talk about spraying lemon juice in the eye of a baby grasshopper while wearing a red handkerchief. But I can just flip it all of a sudden and really get down to the meat and potatoes of philosophy, ethics and life. I really can! Ask Go or Andrew; we have the craziest conversations in the water. We talk about all kinds of shit! It can be about anything. Usually though, I notice a few reoccurring questions I pose to Go and company when I’m out in the water:

What beats this, Go? Seriously, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. Central Park? Central Park???? I’m talking about Pacific Muthafucking Ocean.
Does it get better than this?
The water feels great, huh?
Did you see that dolphin/seal/giant butt of that girl in the wetsuit lying down on her stomach?
Are you going to go for this?
Which way are you going?
Did you see that ride?
Are you hungry?
So, how’s work?
I’m fine with my lingerie supermodel that only has one name, how are you doing with the ladies?
Would you ever go back to New York/Florida/Brazil/Virginia?
For real, what gets better than this?

Answering just one of those questions usually leads to a few hours of conversation of real deep, philosophical talk; only to be interrupted by breaking waves.

Only to be silenced by the paddling out of a girl surfer.

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