am i the only one here who ever attended a taping of the 700 club? reggie white was present 1988 it musta been w/ my psycho 7th grade born-again-and-shtting-in-his-diapers football coach driving the short bus - digg it bitches!
the best way to write about climbing is to not write about climbing
lotza coarse language and gratitious pictures of full-figure women works well too, forsoothe
uh, did ya'll not see the "no smart talking in fucking spray" sign when ya came in? jayb no doubt started us down this here slippery slope
there, i said slope, so we can have a racial conversation now instead
i owe all my genius to the reel to reel copies of beeth-oven's glorious 5th my pop's used to play when i was busy shitting meself on the floor as a wee-newt
the copies of sheridan gunnery excercises he taped on the fort hood tank range were pretty schweet too - "on the way!!!"
omfg, ya'll have got to watch "brother bear" right fucking now so you can understand why i HAD to kill meself ::
now if only i can manage to get my whole head in front of the shotgun, and time it to match the crescendo of phil collins and tina turner simulatenously 'ing the phuck out!
in '03 the right gully was fine when it looked like this, though the final step below the summit wasn't formed (as it looks out in this pic too) but it wasn't too hard to skirt it on rocks off right
hey, it was my first TR even!