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ha ha - if'n ya can't have fun at 1 a.m. then when the hell canya? only descended the emmons meself - it seemed a very long and tiresome trail but i'm sure it'd be very exciting for anyone who's never been on a huge glacier before - if the weather's good you'll no doubt be sharing the route w/ 2000 of your closest friends - the best thing about the emmons route to my mind is the forest hike in w/ a headful of mind-altering/soul-shattering enhancers

it's death to go up there!

this is pretty much the thread to be into on a friday night when you're not climbing and every other human being you've contacted w/n the past 10 years thinks you're a fucking trogodlyte - roll call?

actually i was just thinking a few minutes ago as a fantasticly irascible 19 year old bleach blonde swedish nurse debutante was blowing me that cum guzzlers are perhaps not so bad as cast in our common, course vernacular

badass - i'm a fan of living anywhere where you don't have to do the drugs to see freaky-freaky shit, mostly so i can do the drugs there and get double-plus enlightened

all his base are belong to us

we = good cum-guzzlers = double plus ungood

did you mean to use a comma in there somewhere mike? maybe they just don't like short guys w/ cowboy boots? "choad-lickering" is certainly a poetic device worthy of wordsworth though - i don't think he was a climber though - he might in fact have been a choad-licker, whatever that is

so it's only taken 3 pages to figure the matter out and all agree, we ourselves are the corpulent whores - it's very strange - i know josh well and he's certainly smart - and i met jay one drunken rainy night at smith and remember him as damn sharp too - so smart people on both ends of the spectrum and all this and yet we're still as a species as petty and violent and retarded as 10,000 years ago when we were first figuring out that whole farming thing equally odd is that all those intergalactic visitors to the earth choose to congregate before handfuls of dumbass hillbillies - maybe they see something we damn geniuses don't?

Have you seen the little piggies Crawling in the dirt And for all the little piggies Life is getting worse Always having dirt to play around in. Have you seen the bigger piggies In their starched white shirts You will find the bigger piggies Stirring up the dirt Always have clean shirts to play around in. In their styes with all their backing They don't care what goes on around In their eyes there's something lacking What they need's a damn good whacking. Everywhere there's lots of piggies Living piggy lives You can see them out for dinner With their piggy wives Clutching forks and knives to eat their bacon.

Oddly, this is the kind of thing that de Tocqueville thought was best about our country - our unceasing desire to yammer endlessly at one another over politics i don't like bush either josh, but so long as you're living in W-land, he's still your president too i'm far from an econ major, but what i was able to glean from the few econ classes i didn't sleep through is that no one seems to have a proper understanding of what the fuck's going on at the macroscopic level - that said, "trickle down" economics does seem an awful lot like rich people w/ serious prostate problems pissing on the poor folk

sounds like those boys had some good-teamwork shit going on!

doesn't help that half the time i'm typing on my busted laptop at home which has no "i" "k" "," or "8"

blech!

sunday - broughton's - where it's at! somebody come hold my hand

sounds like a couple that desperately needs to eat handfuls of ecstasy and lie around a field staring at the clouds together...orange juice will go just fine w/ all this.

no way jesus could hit a curveball

i find it odd that this picture made some highly disinterested in sex - for me, it was far more powerful in keeping me away from fructuse-laden beverages...

you can use old motor oil to fertilize your lawn

now that's my style!

all your base are belong to us?

actually the trick is not to skim but to apply a davincafuckation algorithm to the 3rd letter of each post which derives the Essential Message: "kill your neighbors - kill britney spears - then kill yourself - be sure to get your whole head in front of the shotgun"

the dude abides

now if only it were peregrines nesting at the butte instead and crack-heads at beacon - they could keep the butte closed all year and i'd give a shit