The Surf Dracula Syndrome extinguishes the Premise while denying Rational Resolution.....but, first.....
let's get past all this griffonage and get down to some real schtupping, you lickspittling ultracrepidarian snollygoster....Afterwards, you can take that oblicational beach volleyball competition on, tripping over your third cousin, twice removed, only to fall...flat....across that candy-colored inflatable chartreuse and puce excuse for a girlfriend.. wearing her mama's Vera scarf...the one with Marilyn's perfume, still lingering.....still tight around her nubile throat to stop the ablutive bleeding in the final episode....But, remember, that most of what's happening is still underground.

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