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dunno there pat, the law of large numbers suggests you wouldn't be able to keep track of every reason you've been called a dick before

if only we had a People's Bullet-Train connecting our 2 fair-cities - perhaps if ya'll melted down all the unconscionable statuary in the area to sell off you could get it built (and funded to let me ride gratis)?

the sign behind my desk says 98% but it's possible things are getting betterer out there

whatever the math says, dying while soloing a 5.6 is like dying while jerking off w/ a belt around your neck - sure, it was for a good cause and really just what you needed at the moment, but there sure as hell ain't much glory in it, and if your friends find you first, hopefully they'll tuck yer cock back in your pants and tell the cops it was all just a horrible accident

i spent most of my college stats class wondering why the fuck my very well-heeled university couldn't find a professor capable of speaking the english language to teach it

"if you like your statistics, you can keep them" did you know the majority of statistics are actually just made up?

i demand this be on pay-per-view

i solo so i DON'T have to think about nerdy shit like math

the question is, how much does your life suck currently and how much more is it going to suck when the nubbin pops?

something's gotta kill you...

keeeerist, kevbone's climbed infinite bitch'n n' i still ain't!

3/8 - day viii - a pre-pour cascade chevauchee - mike, the jovian giant, rides the road to greet me there - weeds and whimperings - a gift of gods, road-smokes - the sodden trail so soon it climbs - waterfalls past whispering volumes - the cobble-stone cliffs a proper place to puff a butt n' down the dregs of harsh ales - rain upon the return to the road - vivian savaging the scofflaws

ya gotta stay regular if'n ya wanna stay happy

do ya'll also check your stool for fiber content?

gawdamn, anybody got 58$ they can lend a feller (and a coffee table, come to think of it?)

that otter do it

if'n'yo'ballz'ain't'itch'n'why'you'bitch'n?

QED

i have a vast supply of technu but it doesn't seem to do much for me, beyond perhaps just spreading the loving-urioshol to every nook n' cranny that got missed the first time around this recent attack was frustrating - i was wearing 3 damn layers of clothes essentially and only had my face, neck and fingers exposed - stripped and washed/technu-ed the protruding parts, then showered, then prayed to jeebus - i'm blaming jeebus

beat my weekend for sure didn't terray take a friggin month on that route (and break his arm or ribs or somethign?) your carbon foot-print is making the Earth Mother

if he'd stop plastering it all over every damn cliff in the gorge it'd be easier...

jungle cliff out at broughtons - aiding some 5.12 route that must not have been done in a long, long time given the cables of oak dominating the crack and the fact that the anchor bolts were covered in 3 inch thick moss

my one and only trip to tieton - the cumstain of a crumbled dream still stiffens me jeans http://cascadeclimbers.com/forum/ubbthreads.php?ubb=showflat&Number=1105276

calamine doesn't do much more than make me feel even more disgusting - benadryl kinda/sorta helps - steroids just make me angry currently enjoying reptilian skin all over my eyes, ears, face, neck, hands, arms, armpits, chest and...uh...uh...uh...

these happy folks appear to have got the message! http://www.nbcnews.com/#/storyline/ukraine-crisis/lenins-books-set-ablaze-kievs-independence-square-n44961