Posts tagged with ‘surfboard’

bustedtees:

Serfbort, serfbort

Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
I’m swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that
Big body Benz serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good-good

The next best thing to being drunk in love with Beyonce! Fill the tub up halfway and pretend she gave you this shirt herself!

Serfbort, serfbort

Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
I’m swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that
Big body Benz serving all this, swerve, surfing all in this good-good

The next best thing to being drunk in love with Beyonce! Fill the tub up halfway and pretend she gave you this shirt herself!

You’re running through a golden field at sunset, headed towards an overgrown forest. Your teeth chatter as you near a babbling brook with a small cavern, good for one person to take shelter in for the night. You drop your basket and spread your blanket out on the cold, hard ground. Your spade works fast to burrow out a hole in the dirt, and you fill it with leaves and sticks, covering it with kindling. Soon your fire is roaring. Pulling your woven fan from your basket you stand tall and proud and fan the flames, pushing the smoke upwards towards the boughs of the pines. The smoke billows and you begin to chant. “Surfboard, surfboard…” A visage slowly appears out of the tangle of branches and smog. Your spirit animal is revealed to you. It is Beyonce

Original idea by BT sweetheart Robin Browne