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Eeeeeuwwww, Cobra gots Cameltoe for a face!

Fern, if you'd just get a little older and develop CRS you wouldn't mind (or notice) thread recycling. It was on This American Life where I heard The Dishes do a great cover of the Nanny Song from Mary Poppins. I think that show is my favorite thing on the radio these days...

Fool, you wish for death for someone because you don't like their opinion on sport climbing? That's seriously fucked up, you're a real asshole.

Bad: Landslide by Smashing Pumpkins. Granted, Billy Corgan sucks green donkey dicks on the best of songs, but why he'd want to do a faithful cover of a Stevie Nicks tune is beyond me. Must have some sort of gauzy fabric fetish. To me, good covers entail a re-envisioning of the original tune. Catpower's weary depressing cover of the Stones "Satisfaction" is a great example, as is Tom Jones fronting the Cardigans covering the Talking Heads "Burning Down The House" or the Flying Picketts acapella version of "Smells Like Teen Spirit" (including guitar parts). Tear it apart and fuck it up is another great cover motif. Ever heard Negativland's version of U2's "I still haven't found (what I'm looking for)"? Its damned brilliant, and it got their pants sued off. Casey Kasem went after them too since they used a bunch of outtakes from American Top 40 in that same tune that show Mr. Kasem to be a raging dickhead.

That's a stupid question. The issue is primarily economic, and bean counters and policy wonks know more about the big picture than grunts in the field. Will's a sharp cookie, and you're..... what, exactly?

My favorite of the gross out candies is the big nose that you uncork the nostrils to suck out the runny gelatinous green sweet goo. A clever sort could entertain their partner on some xtremo alpine ascent by substituting it for GU packets.

Threads about articles about climbing bulletin boards are bullshit. Ten pounds of bullshit in a latex condom.

Mattp recently posted in some thread or other (search function is down) that he was there on 2/20, the trail had 2-12 inches of snow, but the rock was dry and the climbing was good. I think road to the parking was fine. PM Matt for more details.

Klenke, I'm going to assume you were along on this trip, or does your eidetic memory storage include all logging roads in addition to every peak in Washington?

That's pretty entertaining. The "Swecker" listed is my shitbag state senator for southern Thurston and Lewis County, I'll have to harass the fish farming turd and see what he's up to.

For the Boys! For the Girls! Of course, I'm sure the degenerate metrosexual perverts among you will check out both sites...

On the last election: "We have become a Nazi monster in the eyes of the whole world--a nation of bullies and bastards who would rather kill than live peacefully. We are not just Whores for power and oil, but killer whores with hate and fear in our hearts. We are human scum, and that is how history will judge us...No redeeming social value. Just whores. Get out of our way, or we'll kill you. Who does vote for these dishonest shitheads? Who among us can be happy and proud of having this innocent blood on our hands? Who are these swine? These flag-sucking half-wits who get fleeced and fooled by stupid rich kids like George Bush? They are the same ones who wanted to have Muhammad Ali locked up for refusing to kill gooks. They speak for all that is cruel and stupid and vicious in the American character. They are the racists and hate mongers among us--they are the Ku Klux Klan. I piss down the throats of these Nazis. And I am too old to worry about whether they like it or not. Fuck them." I think HST would prefer that we not rest peacefully.

Lars = Trask Lite Now, I'm not saying that is a bad thing...

While hiking out from Mt Forbes in the Canadian Rockies, I developed wickedly chafed thighs from my wool knickers..... Wool knickers, that's sufficient. I'm blushing for you already. OK, I have a pair too. A vintage pair courtesy of my father-in-law. Wool knickers weren't nearly as embarassing in 1979, and at least I was alpine climbing. A few years before that a buddy insisted on wearing knickers while cragging with his Pivetta Red Spiders, rugby shirt, and little white Royal Robbins cap. You know, the kind he used to wear back in the day when he was a visionary climber rather than a clothing manufacturer.

While hiking out from Mt Forbes in the Canadian Rockies, I developed wickedly chafed thighs from my wool knickers, which I had made out of a pair of Belgian army pants. The whole long walk in had been devoid of any other people, so after the frigid nipple deep river ford (with chunks of ice in the stream) I decided to hike bottomless. So, there I am, walking along with no pants or underwear, wearing a hawaiian shirt, with a rubber chicken hanging off my pack (that's another story) and I come around a bush and right into a big ole ACC camp being set up. It was still under construction, so there were probably only 20 people there, rather than the 120+ who be there in a few days, but still, I felt rather exposed. Nothing for it but to just grin and keep walking.

I've always liked the good old utilitarian Gin & Tonic, takes me back to the good old days in India before the great war...

What, are you hoping to add to your snapshot collection of celebrity nipples?

In summer conditions. Oh, wait, Tex and TG have already tried that. Since they fled with their lives intact, does this mean they're eliminated? I suspect an ice climbing trip with Bob could be very entertaining and possibly quite productive, unless one were only a marginally competent goof with an inflated sense of ability, in which case the abuse might reach alarming proportions. That combination would actually be very entertaining for the modern viewing public.

John Wayne Gacy was a Republican, it's instructive to see how Republicans view other people in unguarded moments.

and one small step to ribbed for her pleasure...

That's the truth, there have been rumbles about closing this road, so I'm happy to hear they're working on fixing it.

Count yourself lucky Scott, it doesn't get any better once you start up the Tower route.

Who do you work for, Qwest? That's the Denver outfit my cousin (who works there) would descibe in the same terms as your friend.

worst descent: any one that leaves a dead member of your party behind.