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quote: Originally posted by RURP: This is RURP:I prefer expensive beer and penurious Scottish women. RURP has spoken. [ 01-20-2002: Message edited by: RURP ] I'm curious RURP, why you'd prefer barren, unyielding women. Why not some hottie to play the slobber blues on your meat whistle?

quote: Originally posted by Dru: What about constipation stories? The turtles head comes out to look around but the turtle will not leave the shell... the turtle is encouraged, first with a little poke from a TP-clad finger - then a few fingers... then a whole hand - then the Leatherman pliers come out, and the poor victim tries to remember what he saw in "Savage Love" about methods of relaxing the sphincter to allow large objects to pass through [ 01-18-2002: Message edited by: Dru ] ...this is a Canadian turd (turtlehead). They like to double-up on everything. Dru, the color and texture are very good; see you've been getting plenty of fiber. hehehe [ 01-20-2002: Message edited by: trask ]

I'm still trying to get my .45 back that the bastard border mounties found hidden under the seat. It's been two years now.

quote: Originally posted by To The Top: After a friend and I got back from the tooth we found 2 beers just barely sticking out of the snow at alpental parking lot, just melting out of the snow bank. MMMM ...ever see "Dumb and Dumber"?

A woman takes a lover during the day, while her husband is at work. Her 9 year old son comes home unexpectedly, so she puts him in the closet and shuts the door. Her husband comes home, so she puts her lover in the closet with the little boy. The little boy says, "Dark in here." The man says, "Yes it is." Boy- "I have a baseball." Man- "That's nice." Boy- "Want to buy it?" Man- "No, thanks." Boy- "My dad's outside." Man- "OK, how much?" Boy- "$250." In the next few weeks, it happens again that the boy and the mom's lover are in the closet together. Boy- "Dark in here." Man- "Yes, it is." Boy- "I have a baseball glove." The lover, remembering the last time, asks the boy, "How much?" Boy- "$750." Man- "Fine." A few days later, the father says to the boy, "Grab your glove. Let's go outside and toss the baseball back and forth." The boy says, "I can't. I sold them." The father asks, "How much did you sell them for?" Boy- "$1,000." The father says, "That's terrible to overcharge your friends like that, that is way more than those two things cost. I'm going to take you to church and make you confess." They go to church and the father makes the little boy sit in the confession booth and he closes the door. The boy says, "Dark in here." The priest says, "Don't start that again."

quote: Originally posted by Smoker: The greatest climber I know is the one that’s tied in with my sorry ass. Smoker Now you're talkin'!

quote: Originally posted by Cpt.Caveman: I think I own it!Heh Cavey, isn't this your rig? What's that shit hanging from the bumper? [ 01-18-2002: Message edited by: trask ]

Heh, I left a small bag of weed on the trail. It was really gnarly shit; been cut with some rat poisen or some damn thing. I brought it to the woods to get rid of it before some sorry bastard tried smoking it. Anyway, it fell outta my pack. If you see it, pour it out...it'll definately mess with your genes and sperm count and shit.

quote: Originally posted by Dru: no that's you trask cause it is whatchoo are! That's not what your Scandehoovian women said when I had em' both in the parking lot at Mugs-n-Jugs.

... Trask does not play the slobber blues on anybody's meat whistle. Trask likes young girls to slobber on his though.

Wenatchee or Levenworth. I'm looking for a small piece of property to build a get-a-way and screw the neighbor's wife cabin in Plain. Really a sweet area, but no work.

Dan-What the fuck is up wit U suckka? I stick up for U an shit, and you come back and say some dumb ass shit an' embarrass my sorry ass. Fuk U loser... I've had enuf of stickin' up 4 U'r dumb ass. U B on yur own now sukka. Eat balls. Trask

Okay, here's the deal. I been sittin' home tonite listinin' to a shit-load of Pink Floyd and smokin' the screan closed on my bong. The fucker's so packed I haf'ta clean it to suck right. Know what I mean? Anyways, I read all your shitz about spray an decided to use what I gots on the neighborhood cats, which as we all know, ain't worth shit to start with. (Don't tell the pussy I said that, or I might naught get laid for a tad bit, or sumpin'). Anyways, blow me you losers, especially panther and cavey, who have a taste for the primo butt munchies!

quote: Originally posted by faust: my old partner has become competely distracted by a new girlfriend and we never get out anymore. i've seen a lot of talk about fossil and other south side climbing lately, and thought i'd put feelers out for anybody who wouldn't mind me tagging along. i'm a moderate sport climber, i'd like to move into trad when i can afford it. i have a good amount of sport gear, but no car (would chip in for gas of course.) let's hit the rock, i'm getting desperate! take it easy,faust faust, ol' buddy. sounds like ya need ta find a new hamster to play the slobber blues in da mtns. Check out the Finland.hairybabes.com site for sweet companions. trask

my car smells like pussy

I know this is crazy but it's too bad you guys can't carry some kind of bag with red dye or something. If an avy caught ya, the bag would explode and the dye give some idea where ya were. Heh, I said it was a dumb idea.

Woo Hoo !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! May we have a moment of silence in honor of Caveman, the first to hold the dubious distinction of becoming Spray God 3000. Amen to that. [ 01-16-2002: Message edited by: trask ]

true, but that won't count as one of his. By the way, he's writting something in spray right now.

Heh Cavey, bet ya can't hold off until tomorrow to post 3000.

he's been at 2999 for 1/2 hour now...this must be killing him. Eat this you plumber's butt muncher!

quote: Originally posted by erik: didn't your mom ever teach you to share, cause i learned to share her with your dad!!! ...wow, we're brothers! Go figure

Is this shit worth packin' around with me? Do any of you guys bother with spray, or is it unnecessary in the PNW. Reason I ask is cause I bought a big can of it this last summer when I hiked a couple weeks in Glacier Natl. Park, Montana. I kept the shit on my waistbelt all summer and fall and wonder why the hell bother with it in Washington. Is this even worth thinkin' about, or should I just roll another one and shut the hell up?

You're my new hero, RB. In fact, I think I'll roll another one in your honor.

He really should get some kind of award when he hits 3000. Any ideas? Like a turd on a rope or sumpin'