G-spotter

this photo is so awesome. let's check the details... from left to right 1) belay gloves... and eating an Oreo? 2) pearbiner in nads 3) dirtlip 4) 50L pack and webbing sausage. middle of the pack both literally and figuratively. probably stayed up the night before to practice knots 5) blue helmet over baseball cap, no polypro under shorts.. the "risk taker" and anti-authoritarian of the group 6)token "old school" climber wearing painters pants in honor of 'Hot Henry'. 7)webbing sausages galore, S over P (except P may be bike tights), and earns extra keener points for wearing Met5 jacket 8) S over P, and 80L pack. Secretly looked up to by #5 because 8 has the bigger pack, thus asserting alpha-male status.

a thongful

Listen, sprayers, to a story That was posted long ago, 'Bout a kingdom on a mountain And the bumbly-folk below. On the mountain was a treasure Buried deep beneath the spray, And the bumbly-people swore They'd seige it each and every day. Go ahead and hate your belayer, Go ahead and overcam a friend. Do it in the name of safety, You can equalize it in the end. There won't be any chocolate trombones blowing Come the judgement day, On the bloody morning after.... One tin climber rides away.

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beat it, just beat it, ooooooh

Gary: Hey, you can't abuse prodeals that way!

Hu's on first?

Especially if you land on your colostomy bag.

The one Maxim rope I bought had the sheath detach from the core. It grew a 2 foot long foreskin on one end while on the other end 2 feet of core stuck out. For less than thirty bucks more I could have got an Edelrid or Mammut that would have lasted twice as long.

When love goes stale, you take a new lover. To really spice things up, try a threesome. Like you, boulders, alpine.

Brazil makes ethanol with no subsidy.

Had he been any more discrete, being discreet would have been useless.

I believe the piece he is playing here is entitled "My Balls, Your Chin"

Jeez man, you need a mat to climb Pig pen? That things like 2 feet off the ground!

Bet you he can tell you the prominence to the nearest foot though.

I think the record for number of laps on the Eye you can run in a day is somewhere in the low hundreds?

I can see the carnage now. Bloodstained Seattle Sombreros and torn off zipoff pant legs (khaki or tan) litter the roadway. A corpse lies in the ditch, flies clustering on the bushel of bamboo wands stuffed down its throat. Over at the paddy wagon "The Tool" is reading rights to a battered survivor who is still clutching the dented hexes with which he fought off the final charge.

wallfull of willis' lesser spotted snaffles

I'm maple walnut.

It's the Mike Layton "happy bleeding anus cloud"

You don't need to read any further than "Vanilla" and "risk taker"

You think he'd be the leader if there wasn't a government controlled economy? which is really a party-controlled economy b/c the party is the government.

They pour poison in people's ears, too.

The best place to find partners is right here!