RuMR

cool! Thanks for the info...i keep pinching my fat roll in my harness and have to do sumpin' about it!!

Got one of those for you too buddy... He'll be there...only been climbing for a little while... Glad you got to get yer chestbeatin' in though...

Trad geeks!!!! Stop it...

ahhh leave the kid alone...he's gonna be stompin' inside of a year...

That was my thought...

I don't think i trust those bioelectrical impedence deals....anybody know if those spit out valid info?

Suggestions on where to get it done???

No worries...

Just messin' w/ ya...it seemed like a troll when you asked about taking a lift... If'n you were serious, my apologies... Oh...i only got a 480 on the sat verbal...musta misspelled my nomen... There...i went back and deleted my posts...feel better??

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double punter...

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Yo...PM me sometime if you want to get up there...i could even bust out midweek for a day!!!

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I think he's secretly been out pluggin gear...so he'd feel hypocritical and all...

Nope...just little yellow tcu's... TLG gave 'em back that night at the pubbie!

punter...

Just one day...fun stuff though!! What did petey do?

DON'T pick on me today Trask. I am feeling sensative Isn't that "sensitive" ?

Now now...none o' that secret shite, boyz!! Come up chuck...we could get a cc'comer's day at si!!

No secret...Greg was supposed to climb with us last week but bailed cuz his laundry was piling up...so we made tentative plans to climb on thursday at si...just confirming!! How did those shoes work for your kids?

F A R T...gee, i hadn't heard that line since 2nd grade... Crawl back into your hole, geek...

COme up!!!!! We're cutting outta here around 2:45 or 3-ish!! it'll be going into shade then!

Shut it, before I jack-hammer your head into the concrete pavement and plant pretty plastic flowers in your ass, you brain-fried gimpzoid spazboy. Trask, you idiot...all i have to say is this: Gimp - If I want the advice of a dimwit, I'll slap you on the back of the head and wake up that little hamster that operates the drool-powered waterwheel of thought in your tiny skull. Until then, sit in the corner and wait until some one either speaks to you or spits at you. Got it, fucko?