“Err… now what do I do?”
I thought you said we wouldn’t have to get wet!
“Y’know, the phrase ‘hang ten’ just doesn’t have the same ring to it any more.”
New initiation ritual for Surfer’s Lodge #128
It’s a good thing you didn’t post that one yesterday, flanum 
“How do I work this thing again?”
“Soo… what’s all this water for?”
“But I saw a boatload of republicans go this way! Never you mind, I have three of these suits at home, mother!”
Are you quite sure they’re expecting us in Portpatrick?
Well, the fiddlers drowned and I think that’s our bodhran player walking away. Fine place ya picked for a gig.
Sure, look at the fools, the lot o’ thim. Who ever heard of a Mayoral Surfing Team from County Mayo? They’ll be dhrowned all the gither.
djm
“Where Are They Now?” Department: An aging Alex and his droogies demonstrate the tragically bizarre sequelae of the Ludovico Method.
“Now, before ye rented 'em, did ye ask if these were Protestant or Catholic surfboards?”
Paddy, yer sure America is this way, now?
Is this a surfboard in my pocket or am I just pleased to see you, Ian?
I paisley in comparison. 
djm
The Earl of Sandwich and Viscount Hinchingbrooke stare in silence after being gifted with what appeared to be ironing boards with no legs.
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listen to me my fellow droogies, I know we’ve aged, but we must go with the times!
“James, can ye see what that dafty’s doin’ down there then?”
15 posts before the first phallic reference. You folks are slacking.