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Caveman's right. Never buy new, fancy collapsible poles...you'll look like Scot'teryx for gawd sake. Always buy beat up ski poles and other assorted gear at goodwill and thrift stores.

quote: Originally posted by allison: When Ray and I were first dating, before we got hitched, he suggested that they might make it easier for me to get my big ass up the hike with poles. Now being obscenely overweight, and divorced (I still LOVE you RAY, did you get the flowers? ) I find that it helps me a lot to have some extra stablization when hauling my gigantic ass up and down the hills. Sure I look like an old codger, but at least me knees and ankes aren't crumbling. Plus I can go 1 mile an hour versus .5 miles/hr without. I like the collapsibles for when I find brush that isn't too dense, I can fold them up and go, assuming my girth doesn't hang up in the salal. touche Allison!! maybe there's hope for you yet. trask

a big one, with corn for texture

I have a small round turd stuck to a butt hair--please do what you do best--lick it off biatch.

what a waste of time and space do you actually believe 99% of the climbers that read this shit will take the time to peruse that refuse? ha!! i think not go have some breakfast and orange juice see ya!

nice try dude, but your reputation preceeds you .... we know the real truth

Here's a silly song to go with a new black thong Have you ever heard of a wish sandwich? A wish sandwich is the kind of a sandwich where you have two slices of bread and you, hee hee hee, wish you had some meat... Bow bow bow... Ummm... the other day I had a ricochet biscuit. A ricochet biscuit is the kind of a biscuit that's supposed to bounce back off the wall into your mouth. If it don't bounce back... you go hungry! Bow bow bow... Umm, umm, umm... the other day I had a cool water sandwich and a Sunday-go-to-meetin' bun... Bow bow bow... Hee hee hee hee... What da ya want for nothing? ... a rubber biscuit? Bow bow bow...

I liked this thread for about the first three pages. Now the fucker keeps dragging on with a few (unnamed WANKERS) pseudo-philosophic bullshit and PeeWee Hermanish tilt on life. Bahhhh I'd rather talk about pussy and climbing.

This thread blows chunks. I suggest dragging it on for another 20-30 pages .... that'd be stylin' --

Let me tell ya a story about a boy and his goat... no, his Pontiac GTO, moron.

Fine with me. Henceforth I will ignore your silly sophomoric posts. I drop a brown coil on you from great height.

DFA I read your computer geek shit and all I have to say is "sit on it".

yeah, Fence Sitter's into that shit .... give em' a buzz

yada yada yada yada yada

Personally, I don't date climber/hiker mamas...they're too hardcore. Hooters gurlz for this pilgrim!!

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name 'If you want to save your soul from hell, you’re ridin’ on that range then cowboy, change your ways today……or with us you’ll ride on tryin’ to catch the devil’s herd across the endless sky' Yippee-I-Yay (Yippee-I-Yay) Yippee-I-Yo (Yippee-I-Yo) Ghost Riders in the Sky

"Help me, I've fallen into this silly thread and I can't get out...."

Sorry dude, but Trask doesn't swing that direction. I'm just a good old red-blooded American Republican boy. [ 09-18-2002, 02:11 PM: Message edited by: trask ]

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quote: Originally posted by Necronomicon: I'm starting to feel ashamed of myself for wasting so much time on such an unworthwhile endeavour. I should be working. You should be ashamed of yourself. You know better than to fuck around on this bbs. Only the serious need apply.

I'm a little tea pot/short and stout/this is my penis/that is your mouth.

here's a new twist on an old theme It seems that in 1960, 15 years after the end of World War II, Robert Menard, then a commander aboard the USS Constellation, took part in a meeting between U.S. Navy personnel and members of the Japanese Defense Forces. Most of the attendees at the meeting were World War II veterans. One American took the opportunity to inquire why, after Pearl Harbor--with the U.S. Pacific fleet crippled and the mainland defenses in what must have been obvious disarray--the Japanese had not simply invaded the U.S. West Coast. Menard recalled the response of the Japanese commander: "You are right," he conceded. "We did indeed know much about your preparedness. We knew that probably every second home in your country contained firearms. We knew that your country actually had state championships for private citizens shooting military rifles. We were not fools to set foot in such quicksand."

roll another one, jus' like the other one, cuz' i sure would like a hit

quote: Originally posted by Cpt.Caveman: I have no idea what that freak trask is up to. i dont even wanna know either. mean spirited fuck nut

"bark like a dog, Fifi"