Poor Laird

Look what those crazy folks at my job did to Laird Hamilton. Someone cut the picture out of a magazine and put it, in its unadulterated form, in my cubicle as a joke. We all had a good laugh at the caption she wrote. Then the criticisms began. We all agreed that this man has way too much testosterone for his own good. I thought that was the end of it. I got up to do some work in another part of the office. When I came back, I found Laird in this fetching bikini. They also adorned him with a beautiful pink hibiscus behind his ear. Laird, please don't try to track me down. I swear I didn't do this to you. It was those other people, the non-surfers who dared to do such a thing!! I know your history with slapping people. Don't even think about slapping me. If you do, I'll get your wife (who, by the way, towers over you) to beat you up!