Power Turner's....

[da.bell]

Man that sucks. thats why cali bans everything. maybe they can ban power turns

Don't we wish....

[dogbert]

Perhaps you guys could band together and form a support group out there: Power Turners and Tubers Anonymous.

[da.bell]

tigeblue and ragboy can be the pres and vice... he he he

[CP3]

haha

[hoopykat]

Unfortunately, my kids are just a bit too small to try wakeboarding yet, so in order for them to have as much fun with our boat as I do, we're relegated to tubing. What's so bad about watching your kids have a blast on the lake?

Bah...

Mike

[ragboy]

tigeblue and ragboy can be the pres and vice... he he he

LOL

[tigeblue]

lol

[noworries]

A number of years ago on a lake not too far away the following conversation was observed:

Father, William and I were out on the lake early this morning enjoying the first glass of the day when this boat came by dragging some poor guy sideways. That worthless boat wouldn’t even plane out and made a wake like that cruise ship we went on last winter in Greece. I couldn’t even see the slalom buoys, much less make a clean pass through them. Their wake turned the water a frightful brown as the shoreline seemed to disappear into the lake while we watched in horror. Then, the tattooed ruffian hit that wake and flew up in the air and barely avoided landing on his head. What a bozo.

What did you say to him, son?

Well, father, as I approached their boat it was nearly impossible to hear or talk because of the loud noise coming from some stereo they must have wired into the boat somehow. They did turn it down as I approached however, and offered me a beer, even.

What, beer, not wine?

Yes, beer. It was named after one of our country’s founding fathers as I recall. Anyway, when I asked if they needed some help since their boat seemed lacking in power, the driver replied, “Yo mofo, we’re trying to get some air over here, man.” As he talked, he waved his hand with his wrist sorta bent and his fingers flapping about while he tried to keep his shorts from falling further down his backside. I looked away and offered to pull them as fast as they wanted to go at the jumping ramp so they could get all the air they wanted and so they wouldn’t ruin the glassy water.

What did he say?

Nothing, father, he just stopped flapping his wrist and his middle finger stiffened, I suppose to check the wind direction, as he plowed off down the lake. I still don’t know if he made it to the marina. I checked and they said they’ve never seen him there or at the country club. I never did get a clean run in today and I hope they don’t come back.

I hope so too, son. You did well. Come have some shrimp on the veranda before lunch. Say, do you still have that beer, perhaps? Sideways, huh, go figure.

[jleger98]

A number of years ago on a lake not too far away the following conversation was observed:

Father, William and I were out on the lake early this morning enjoying the first glass of the day when this boat came by dragging some poor guy sideways. That worthless boat wouldn’t even plane out and made a wake like that cruise ship we went on last winter in Greece. I couldn’t even see the slalom buoys, much less make a clean pass through them. Their wake turned the water a frightful brown as the shoreline seemed to disappear into the lake while we watched in horror. Then, the tattooed ruffian hit that wake and flew up in the air and barely avoided landing on his head. What a bozo.

What did you say to him, son?

Well, father, as I approached their boat it was nearly impossible to hear or talk because of the loud noise coming from some stereo they must have wired into the boat somehow. They did turn it down as I approached however, and offered me a beer, even.

What, beer, not wine?

Yes, beer. It was named after one of our country’s founding fathers as I recall. Anyway, when I asked if they needed some help since their boat seemed lacking in power, the driver replied, “Yo mofo, we’re trying to get some air over here, man.” As he talked, he waved his hand with his wrist sorta bent and his fingers flapping about while he tried to keep his shorts from falling further down his backside. I looked away and offered to pull them as fast as they wanted to go at the jumping ramp so they could get all the air they wanted and so they wouldn’t ruin the glassy water.

What did he say?

Nothing, father, he just stopped flapping his wrist and his middle finger stiffened, I suppose to check the wind direction, as he plowed off down the lake. I still don’t know if he made it to the marina. I checked and they said they’ve never seen him there or at the country club. I never did get a clean run in today and I hope they don’t come back.

I hope so too, son. You did well. Come have some shrimp on the veranda before lunch. Say, do you still have that beer, perhaps? Sideways, huh, go figure.

LOVE IT!!

[Timmy!]

[jleger98]

just to get back on topic a little....

My brother-in-law was pulling me the other day, and I fell (hard to believe, right?) I popped my head up out of the water and saw him execute a text-book power turn and came at me with the nose so high there was no way he could see me. He throttled back well before he got to me, but still I was a bit on the horrified side!!

the convo went something like this:
me: how many f-in beers you had??!!
him: only one, why?
me: with that god-dammed power turn, people are gonna think you're drunk
him: whatever dude, just grab the rope (sarcastically)

the result: Hasn't power turned since.

[da.bell]

just to get back on topic a little....

My brother-in-law was pulling me the other day, and I fell (hard to believe, right?) I popped my head up out of the water and saw him execute a text-book power turn and came at me with the nose so high there was no way he could see me. He throttled back well before he got to me, but still I was a bit on the horrified side!!

the convo went something like this:
me: how many f-in beers you had??!!
him: only one, why?
me: with that god-dammed power turn, people are gonna think you're drunk
him: whatever dude, just grab the rope (sarcastically)

the result: Hasn't power turned since.

Now he is probably getting drunker by the minute.

[dogbert]

Now he is probably getting drunker by the minute.

Is he a bro?

[jleger98]

little sisters husband. Really a good guy, don't get me wrong.

[da.bell]

little sisters husband. Really a good guy, don't get me wrong.

Even more reason to give him a harder time than a friend.