Alex, I'm out. Evidently since I choose to hang out with women, I'm not a part of the climbing scene. har har har.
As if I fucking care. I just thought it would be fun to actually hold one of our illustrious climber babes in my arms and strut across the dance floor, but evidently that's too "meat market dating service" for some. So you fellas and fellettes have a good old time talking TR's, chestbeating and whatever the hell else it is you do, and I'll go dancing with the "uncool crowd" at a happening club.