The stories are true. Mullaz is back. Fulla showed us all how to surf in a session lasting the best part of 4 hours, collecting 10 barrels along the way. The crew scoring the goods consisted of myself, the toucan, Janiece and Elliot, and later Newan. Guys, its back. Beleive the hype.
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Jamie Fuller may be known to some as a loving, caring, sweet young man. Believe me, he is anything but. Today Fulla decided to head back to mine early stating that "the waves are shit". But behind this excuse was a more sinister reason for his absence. You see, Fulla was in need of a bicycle, on account of his own treadly being destroyed by his sisters car. So upon arrival back from my surf, I realise my own bicycle is nowhere to be seen. Yep. The toucan had stolen my bike. Cheers buddy. Don't lie, I know you've had your eye on that Apollo for quite some time now. Fucking asshole.
But since you got this sick photo for me I'll forgive ya.
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