freeclimb9

I'm serious.

Help, I'm stuck.

work is for people with jobs.

No, it's just ice cream

IMO, it's better to not put your eggs in one basket. If you lose a gallon jug, you're screwed. If you lose a liter bottle, you're only 1/2 way screwed.

Dude took a spin in the tumble dry. Whoa!

So, this guy walks into a psychiatrist's office wearing nothing but clear plastic wrap. The psychiatrist says "I can see your nuts." [or is it, "I can see you're nuts"?]

And you can rub one out for peace after you're all fuzzy feeling: http://www.masturbateforpeace.com/

Canadians are pulling serious duty in Afghanistan.

The "ragheads" round here have been Mormon fundamentalists. They beg instead of give gifts.

with a tinge of Rose. I'm gonna wrap myself in duct tape and plastic sheeting.

Yea, "flash", or "onsight". Climbers can be forgetful, and blurt out bizarre jargon. It might be pharmacologically induced.

I wouldn't characterize the MRNP spending as mismanagement. Rather, misdirection. What money is spent on trails? Here's a summary of yearly budgets: FY 2003 Annual Budget is $9,027,000 FY 2002 Annual Budget is $9,027,000 FY 2001 Annual Budget is $8,837,000 FY 2000 Annual Budget is $8,625,000 The 2000 budget doesn't mention "trails". An easier question to answer is what percentage of resources do climbers contribute, and what monies are spent on facilities that they use?

Beware of the tipplers who will over do it tonight. What do you call an Irishman on St. Patrick's Day? A taxi.

you have been warned.

Amateur drivers. Don't you know what the difference is between a 4WD and a rental car? You can drive a rental car anywhere.

The briskett is about to go in the oven. Spuds will be roasted later. Perhaps a couple

A silent mouth is melodious.

Have a happy one. Better if it's cold, IMO. Snakes and Druids rue the day when Patrick escaped slavery. Erin go bragh.

The coach had put together the perfect team for the Oakland Raiders. The only thing that was missing was a good quarterback. He had scouted all the colleges, and even the high schools, but he couldn't find a ringer quarterback, who could ensure a Super Bowl win. Then one night, while watching CNN, he saw a war-zone scene in Afghanistan. In one corner of the background, he spotted a young Afghanistan soldier with a truly incredible arm. He threw a hand grenade straight into a 3rd story window 200 yards away, ka-boom! He threw another hand grenade into a group of 10 soldiers 100 yards away, ka-blooey! Then a car passed, going 90 mph.....bulls-eye! "I've gotta get this guy," said the coach to himself, "he has the perfect arm!" So, he brings the Afghani to the States and teaches him the great game of football. The Raiders go on to win yet another Super Bowl and Al Davis is very happy... The young Afghani is hailed as the "Great Hero" of football, and when Coach asks him what he wants, all the young man wants to do is to call his mother. "Mom," he says into the phone, "I just won the Super Bowl!" "I don't want to talk to you," the old woman says. "You deserted us. You are not my son." "I don't think you understand, Mother!" the young man pleads. "I just won the greatest sporting event in the world. I'm here among thousands of my adoring fans." "No, let me tell you," his mother retorts. "At this very moment, there are gunshots all around us. The neighborhood is a pile of rubble. Your two brothers were beaten within an inch of their lives last week, and this week your sister was raped in broad daylight!" The old lady pauses, and then tearfully says, "I'll never forgive you for making us move to Oakland."

I, for one, am encouraged by the video clip; I had previously thought Ashcroft was incapable of voice modulation. He's still atonal, though.

It's easier than scooting your butt along the carpet. Or so I've been told.

What does this guy think he's doing? Doesn't he know how bad smoking is for his health?

We can all have a woman now.