The lowest of the low.
There’s low, like jaywalking slowly or texting girlfriends that you would like to cannibalize them, and then there is low low, like staying to the very end of a Sean Combs party or robbing an iconic Malibu surf shop whilst wildfires rage all around.
But Malibu’s iconic Zuma Jay’s is where we set our stage this morning. You were certainly aware of the Santa Ana wind-whipped blaze that threatened to reduce the “city of tomorrow” to ashes. The Franklin Fire, as it was called, was a hungry out of control beast and local authorities shut off power so not to add any more accidental sparks.
Well, enterprising thieves aware that the outages would mean alarms would not ring nor cameras record took advantage of the situation and robbed the aforementioned Zuma Jay’s of nearly $1400 USD.
Shop owner Jefferson Wagner described the mangled cash register to the local ABC affiliate, explaining, “They just totally trashed this thing. I can hardly even close it.” He also shared the door wherein the naughty sneakers made their entrance, opining, “This is where they actually jimmied it through with the crow bars.”
The worst loss, though? Wagner, sad, declared, “The hardest part for me to retrieve is going to be all the receipts from the cash paid outs that I’ve done for the entire year. That’s postage, other things, toilet paper, everything you need to run a business.”
No word if any boards went missing but keep an eye out for this if you happen to call Malibu home.

Deal some local justice.
Where’s the sociol worker patrols when you need them?🚓
theft is always convenient before tax time.
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3 (now 4) comments after 9 plus hours.
Now THAT is low…
everyone still hungover from Nathan Florence Pipe Masters webcast.
Knowing the BG crowd, the holiday weekend parties may limit the number of comments.
Onee morrreee drinkkke fur the roed fur me. I think your done Sean. Okkkkk dooookeeyyy. Ur da boss. I gonnnaa ggrab uber.
I ask uber drivers to share their best drunk stories. They rarely fail to deliver hilarious stories
Imagine being nicknamed after a shitty beach like Zuma, double unlucky fella
“texting girlfriends that you would like to cannibalize them”
-what if they’re kind of into that though?
“all I know it’s not my fault…
she was asking for it!” -C. Corpse
Slightly more twisted than the typical Chas effort…so one is left to guess he has some experience with that one.