Surfer Bro Patois

The Dream Team right here. If any one of these individuals weren’t present at various points in the Al Stone timeline, it wouldn’t be the magical, kooky ride that keeps me coming back.

I’m indebted to each person in this photo more deeply than my sleep deprived brain can presently articulate, and as I’m about to board my flight to our nation’s 50th state, I can only hope all these pasty mainlanders, prematurely adorned in floral shirts, have experienced friendships so profound.

So, tonight, maybe consider watching 1991’s crowning cinematic achievement, Point Break, and picture all of us drunkenly laughing in the front lounge of the tour bus, reciting every line along with improvised, overblown surfer bro patois.

We’d consider it a moving tribute.