Who needs water when you've got fine, gray, rough cement? This wake board (that's what my brother calls it), but maybe it's called a boggy board - was found in the garage by Cambelle. My brother used it the entire time on vacation, but now she becomes obsessed with it. Taking around the court, holding on to it for dear life. I'm sure it's scraped on the bottom, sorry Uncle Darryl!
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