goldschlagger,
you are a sissy boy and a drunk. mark twit is my hero b/c he has climbed with that woman in that magazine where she's grabbin that arete with one hand and hanging over space.
you, schlagger, are not a shasta slogger until you have climbed that mountain THROUGH THE CORE in a secret alien tunnel with a matching hat and purse with those fuzzy dingleberries on them. you and a hundred other new-age freaks.