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I enjoy watching the climbing documentaries. I just saw one about a dude with a stump for a foot that struggled to summit Everest.

Didn't you mean to post to www.blowboater.com ??

quote: Originally posted by chucK: This thread is a gosh durned LOVE fest! I feel like singing hippy songs. BTW Trasky, check it out Sumbitch! You're right ChucK. I stand corrected

No ChucK, that's a new one, but I'll try to stay minty fresh just for you. [ 11-14-2002, 05:42 PM: Message edited by: trask ]

Mike and Steph were a couple of drinking buddies who worked as airplane mechanics in Atlanta. One day the airport was fogged in and they were stuck in the hangar with nothing to do. Mike said, "Man, I wish we had something to drink!" Steph says, "Me too." Y'know, I've heard you can drink jet fuel and get a buzz. You wanna try it?" So they pour themselves a couple of glasses of high octane hooch and get completely smashed. The next morning Mike wakes up and is surprised at how good he feels. In fact he feels GREAT! NO hangover! NO bad side effects. Nothing! Then the phone rings...It's Steph. Steph says, "Hey, how do you feel this morning?" Mike says, "I feel great. How about you?" "I feel great, too. You don't have a hangover?" "No, that jet fuel is great stuff no hangover, nothing. We ought to do this more often." "Yeah, well there's just one thing..." says Steph. "What's that?" "Have you farted yet?" "No....." "Well, DON'T, 'cause I'm in PHOENIX!!!"

your people?

quote: Originally posted by thelawgoddess: i have a pet peeve to air: it is spelled: W-E-I-R-D Eye halve a spelling chequer It came with my pea sea It plainly marques four my revue Miss steaks eye kin knot sea. Eye strike a key and type a word And weight four it two say Weather eye am wrong oar write It shows me strait a weigh. As soon as a mist ache is maid It nose bee fore two long And eye can put the error rite Its rare lea ever wrong. Eye have run this poem threw it I am shore your pleased two no Its letter perfect awl the weigh My chequer tolled me sew.

If most of you childish phucks tried behaving more like me, this would be a kinder, gentler place to visit.

Mama caught DFA whacking it while watching Timmy's garage cam.

Are you a cool person?

deap throat

Allison, Here you go kid.

quote: Originally posted by Tyrone Shoes: Maybe you should take a look at your spelling and grammar all over this forum, or should I quote them for you? Spell Checker Poem Eye halve a spelling chequer It came with my pea sea It plainly marques four my revue Miss steaks eye kin knot sea. Eye strike a key and type a word And weight four it two say Weather eye am wrong oar write It shows me strait a weigh. As soon as a mist ache is maid It nose bee fore two long And eye can put the error rite Its rare lea ever wrong. Eye have run this poem threw it I am shore your pleased two no Its letter perfect awl the weigh My chequer tolled me sew.

hahaha I wasn't hiding. I smoked my old computer and it took a week to get a new one built. Just got it up and running today. Now I can bug you fuckers again. Hooray!

quote: Originally posted by Dr Flash Amazing: Watch your fucking language, you cunt, there are children up in this bitch! What crawled up your ass, Mr. Sheepdip? I see you've managed to swing on in to the dark side like the rest of us. Suck this bitch.

quote: Originally posted by iain: trash! nice to see you ringing in today. Smoked my old computer. Just had a new RIPPER built. This mofo fuckin' FLIES!!

Well, I see some things never change.

quote: Originally posted by gregm: matt's right, spray used to be funny - a mindless diversion while sitting at work. what happened? spray's not about funny, it's about sewage.

Let me just say that those of you that smoke dope, spray on threads, drink beer to excess, chase women and sheep, whine, don't climb Pilchuck 12 times per year, chestbeat, and make fun of people, all suck. scottypottymouth

"pease don' beat me massah"

I'll try to keep my nonsense in spray Matt. Your stories were sweet. trask

quote: Originally posted by Mr. Chips: Trask, you don't have an avatar, why not? what are you talking about, it's right there in front of your eyes

Get yur mind outta the gutter gaper!

Sorry bubba, but I can't live that way. It's wretched excess all the way for me. What can I say? I guess I'll never be a real climber, because I just can't find that inner dirtbag you're talking about. [ 11-07-2002, 09:05 PM: Message edited by: trask ]