Some little green aliens, with big green staple guns, and have come down from the cosmos and demanded one surfer’s life which best represents what surfing is ALL about. In exchange they will allow us to surf never-ending perfect surf, in harmony with one another.
But…here’s the catch. The little green aliens already know who this surfer is. They are testing us.
If we answer incorrectly, we lose, and we’ll be promptly stapled in or around a very private and sensitive area. This is bad. But if we answer correctly, well, it’s surfing nirvana for all.
Please think carefully about your vote, staple treatment probably sucks.