Dru

Are you looking to battel?

1. Person 1: Ask me if I'm a carrot. Person 2: Are you a carrot? Person 3: (very insulted) NO!!! 2. There are two muffins sitting in an oven. The first muffin says, "Boy it's getting hot in here!". The second muffin says, "Holy shit! A talking muffin!". 3. What's brown and sticky? A Stick. 4. Why did the first bird fall out of the tree? Because it was dead. Why did the second bird fall out of the tree? Because it was stapled to the first bird. Why did the third bird fall out of the tree? Peer Pressure.

Next snaffle coming up in 20 posts or so. Hold on to your seats, folks!

PBnJ on ya

quick, use the edit! yay!

Look out!

remember the alpine kitty.

I can spot V15. But my best spotting onsight was only V9.

Lost cat not found here

Fallen, and can't get up

Seems like someone is a little rusty so let's quickly take this thread to 24 posts using innuendo, fat housecats, bolting, gossip, the Nodder oh my god, non sequitirs and other time honoured CC.com posting tactics, then sit back and let her get the pagetop.

What satellite radio? We just followed the sounds of kegs being tapped.

In which case it won't matter whether you are camped next to it, or on top of it.

No counting crows. I don't think there was even a sound system..... except Fern and Julie's DVD player.

No, what I'm saying is that there is a well known and accepted method of recouping losses to sticky fingered partners, and it sure as hell doesn't involve whining on a bulletin board. The honourable way is to STFU and "Do unto the other what was done unto you". No one likes a crybaby. I mean, what next? Posts like "My partner PROMISED that we would go climbing at Index on Saturday, but come Saturday morning, he BAILED ON ME! I booked time off work specifically for this day of cragging and this meant it was too late to do schedule any other activity. Should I name this horrible person?" It reminds me of the story about C.F. and J.S. going climbing in the Smoke Bluffs together using J.S.'s rack and afterwards J.S. presenting C.F. with a bill for a new Camalot because CF had fallen on JS's #2 Camalot and one of the lobes had a scratch in the anodizing.

You ALREADY played the game, whether you wanted to or not. By quitting now all you do is confirm that you lost. It's like dropping out after losing the first hand of poker.

Between math geeks and cheerleaders, a "mathematical relationship" is the ONLY relationship.

WTF, you got played and lost. Sack it up and get back in the game. Who wanted to bring YOUR rack? Next time you climb with this guy - you should make sure there IS a next time, but you might have fucked it up with this post - make sure he brings the rack. And then pretend it's bargain day at WalMart. What goes around comes around. Or maybe you can leave him with the gas bill (take his car) or the restaurant bill ("Oh man, I can't believe it, I totally forgot my fucking wallet! You've got the tab, right partner?")

Oh yeah, putting your 118 lb. tent on top of your car is SOOOOO going to deter "human vermin". Anybody with the $$$ to spend on one must be wealthy ergo becomes a more tempting target.

I am going to spin this kernel of wisdom into a best-selling self help book for climbers. I will call it "The Mushroom Warrior's Way" and mix a little Gurdjieff, Castaneda, Eric Horst and Stevie Haston into the mix. Sales should be phenomenal. Pre-order a copy now!

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