They are the ones who know fun. I am the one who makes the fun. One wet summer full of all kinds of fun and lost money. One summer that was like no other and will be repeated. One silly idea that turned out to be the best idea. From the lake calling our names, but work was occupying our time.
The fun was a surprise. We sent big waves across the lake. The summer gets shorter and the waves get bigger, we hold on as long as possible with summer slowly slipping away. This is our fun. 
Lets not forget how none of this was planned, we’d all drop like rocks at the end of the day, with smiles on our faces. Flip, Flip, Flip I tried my hardest. We learned.
When I am too worked and tired to keep flipping, when I am riding fighting fatigue, then i just look at the beautiful water. When there is nothing left in the tank. One that was a surprise for every day. One that changed the definition of summer. One whose only reason is fun and fun.