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And they're good at it, too.

So much for the vaunted Canadian politesse, eh?

He Man Woman Haters Club? Bet Darla could go.

Quick escape: I'm Irish every day.

ARMAGEDDON! Or did you change the safety word?

the internet is burying the corporate music industry. kewl Alabama Thunder Pussy is channeling '80s headbangers. Know of other tunes to sample?

WTF is an HX?

Portaledges are expensive and not always needed. Many routes have fat ledges for a bivy. A hammock is preferred for a long approach wall, too; They're light and small. The second can jug with a pack more easily carrying hamocks rather than portaledges. For the short-approach wall, you can rig a piece of plywood, or a chaise lounge chair into a serviceable ledge. Rent or borrow one. (BTW, I've had a Gramicci. It's okay. A5 ledges are the best, IMO.)

This'd be worse than pee:

Rumors abound that would-be Great-Wall-on-a-bike-jumper Wang Jiaxiong boastfully declared in Mandarin the equivalent of "Hey ya'll! Watch this!" prior to his fatal attempt.

dem frogs just pissed that some Texan redneck (note the redundancy) kicks ass in their little "Tour" every summer.

snogging is the part that leads to shagging. I'll be doing that too.

werd. Post analysis indicates that spandex and a road-bike helmet ain't enough when you're going large. I don't know if the full downhill gear setup would've helped, but it couldn't have done worse.

That's why you gotta climb when the weather's good. I got a few pitches in this afternoon. I'm drinking and snogging on the weekend.

gone Wang Jiaxiong ate shit and died as a result. He lost his grip on his bike and missed the net that was to catch him on his attempt to jump the Great Wall of China. Personally, I'm stoked when I can bunny hop onto the curb without catching the back tire. deleted pic per freeclimbs request - gt

going, going

Now that's some kamakazi shit.

That'd be a bargain price for quality porn. Or so I've heard.

A pleasant day of climbing can be found in the comic book area. Plenty of stiff 9s. It's warm and not too windy.

FRENCH GUARD: I don't wanna talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!

FRENCH GUARD: I'm French! Why do think I have this outrageous accent, you silly king-a?! FRENCH GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottom, sons of a silly person. I blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur King, you and all your silly English k-nnnnniggets. Thpppppt! Thppt! Thppt!

turn that frown upside down

I got a ride with a family of four across the Navajo reservation. We stopped in Kayenta for some snackage, and the littlest kid got a bag of gummy bears. Little dude wolfed them down, then started complaining about a stomach ache. Pop at the wheel stopped just in time for his spawn to spew onto the roadway. Partially melted gummy bears on the tarmac. I don't think the kid chewed at all. Several of them were standing upright, and looked so forlorn due to their fate of becoming little gummy puddles on the road. Me and the other kid laughed to hard I thought I was gonna pee. that was sick

It's NOT in Kansas, Toto.