Walking back to his car with his tail between his legs little Johnny cursed the old crusty under his breath.
But it was too late the damage was done. Johnny realized he was a kook and that his approach needed to change.
Upon waking up the next day Johnny had an epiphany. The Old Crusty was not the rat bastard mother fucker he had thought but instead a great Teacher. It only took 5 seconds for the Crusty to forever imprint the most important part of surfing....STYLE MATTERS.
Little Johnny never shuffled again.