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Yep, we did Closet Secrets today, ice was kinda junky but there sure was a lot of it.

OK, we need a new poll: Which Oregon cc.commer is cindy66 shacked up with? billcoe JosephH pink Winter MtnHigh Muffy The Wanker Sprayer gapertimmy fejas BigSexy Mike Layton Ivan D*nH****t Lambone Cobra_Commander iain DFA

did you just wrestle her laptop away from cindy to post that k-fed? or are you posting on her... OHHTERH ONE... ?

BAKE ON IT!! Damn cindy, how can you date a cc.commer. Especially one from Oregon. That's like incest. What if he decides to climb Mt Hood?

I thought this thread was all about kitten photos?

hey girls have you considered using a kitten to help you attract men?

I get inspiration from inspirational posters.

For instance: http://www.idausa.org/facts/exbirds.html

Parrots are a complex animal to care for and most owners do not care for them properly, resulting in behavioral problems, improper socialization, improper nutrition, and decreased lifespan compared to wild parrots.

that bloody-nosed come hither look is sooo Annabelle.

The heli-snowmobiling will be flying snowmobiles into alpine glaciers as I understand it. High-marking on the Dias and Scimitar

Commercial tenure grants exclusivity for the activity of choice. It robs Peter to pay Paul. Heli-skiing is not presently offered, only heli-access. But heli-access is permitted to anyone. If a tenure is granted, it is my understanding of the exclusivity provision of the tenure process that heli-access for the purposes of skiing will only be permitted to the tenure holder during the permit period.

mtnfreak: let me spell it out for you. Guides can already guide Wadd. Helicopters can already land at wadd. This proposal is about commercial heliskiing and heli-snowmobiling at Wadd. It has ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH INCREASING GUIDE ACCESS! In fact, if the proposal is accepted, it means that only guides working for the proponent's company will be allowed to guide heliski parties there. That is how commercial tenures work. So it will actually reduce guiding possibilities for someone like you.

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=burkshard

Typical conservative, never let a refutation of your "facts" get in the way of your argument.

Parrots live much shorter lives in captivity (~25-30 years) than in the wild (80 or 90 years).

It's gonna be sunny and +14C in Lillooet. I think that's Marble Canyon cragging weather

Ben Franklin on cougar dating:

"Bagging a cougar is one of the most enjoyable sporting feats a young man can accomplish" - the interweb

i bet he would have preferred if you had smuggled them into the jail

beauty is youth, and youth beauty or was that booty

I think this will be a good expedition to go "fast and light". I cut the handle off my toothbrush.

Of COURSE he's not single, he is in a committed relationship with that sheep puppet.

You don't have to add "young" to "attractive women", there are probably a couple of hott climbin' cougars out there just waiting for a prey like Mikey to show up.

PS k-fed the Midgard Serpent is on the West Face not the North Face Now on to random partner stories: I went climbing with this one guy named Don years ago mostly because he had a truck. But his truck was a POS. We drove to Squamish with a couple holes in the muffler. Then we went climbing for the first and last time. We got to the Bluffs and Don decided he would lead "Penny Lane". Don was one of those guys who decides they will save weight by racking three cams on one biner. Well Don was the type of guy who would try and fail to place the two wrong-sized cams before placing the correct one. Then he had to hang. On the next cam placement he repeated the wrong-sized fumbling and on this one when he got the actual cam in, he was so excited that he just climbed on and left this cam in the crack, with the other two cams still clipped to it on the biner, hanging down, and without clipping the rope in. I was kind of in awe of this because I had never seen anyone sketch so badly before, I was still going "Um...Don... ah.. your cam" by the time he made it to the next ledge 30 feet up. So then while he's belaying me up he confesses "Yeah, I didn't take my pills today." Me: "Oh really, what pills are those Don?" Don: "Oh, the little pills that help me remember things." I was actually glad because by this time I was thinking he was going to say antipsychotics! Then on the way back from Squamish his muffler completely fell off on the Furry Creek hill and got dragged behind the truck. That was pretty loud! Oh yeah,