Dr_Flash_Amazing

Iain! Have you already forgotten that Dr. Flash Amazing earlier today immortalized you in a short "rap" paying homage to your pagetopping prowess? But really, your peerless contributions of content speak for themselves, and the above cat carrier was no exception.

You've got us outnumbered 1.1666666667 to 1. Nice going!

Trask, this bbs would be lost, hopelessly lost, without your unerring moral compass to guide us to the lands of good taste, good manners, and courtesy. Thank you, from the bottom of Dr. Flash Amazing's shoe ... err, heart.

You snaffled DFA's pagetop, dude! Party fucking foul, bra!

Yep.

This calls for ...

Not to sound too Trask here, but she looks like she's taking a coochie full of the long meat, with that expression she's got.

So true, Winter. Hangin' it out in them aiders, 50' out from the belay on nothing but bolts (some of them occasionally mobile and/or sporting homemade hangers!), enduring a long belay in the mouth clipped only into 4x4x3/16 steel angles epoxy-bolted to the rock and showing some signs of rust, running it out on the Panic Point pitch with the ground only a barely-visible blur of desert browns, hundreds and hundreds of feet below ... yes, Dr. Flash Amazing has traversed that vast vertical ocean more than once, and only through masterful skill and barest of luck has he lived to tell about it each time.

This seems to imply that the Forest Service now acts as a means for commercial logging interests to exploit publicly owned timber resources for their own financial gain. Discuss.

Let's see ... a veritable buffet of discarded half-chewed Cheerios (or whole-grain organic substitute), assorted MIA M&Ms and other candy bits, miscellaneous hair thingies, small toys and parts of toys, coloring books, small-human car carriers, 'Best of 80's New Wave' mix tape.

the spray-stopper the number-one page-topper homebrewing dry-hopper keeps Trask as jizz-mopper one two, one two and ya don't stop Iain Mo in tha hayouse and ya don't stop uh, uh, uh uh uh

It doesn't say "high altitude," it says "high mountains," presumably relative to lowlands. Anyway, that came from www.dictionary.com; DFA didn't write it. If you got beef with the definition, fire them an e-mail.

al·pin·ism also Al·pin·ism (lp-nzm) n. Mountain climbing, especially in the Alps. alpin·ist n. al·pine (lpn) adj. Of, relating to, or characteristic of the Alps or their inhabitants. Of or relating to high mountains. Biology. Living or growing on mountains above the timberline: alpine plants. Sports. Intended for or concerned with mountaineering. Of or relating to competitive downhill racing and slalom skiing events.

= "by the time I get it up you'll have fallen asleep and you won't hear me flipping through the issue of 'Hustler' I've got stashed under my pillow."

It does seem a little, uh, counterintuitive that a magazine called 'Alpinist' would do an article on desert spire climbing. Or has the definition of "alpine" recently been expanded to include hot, sandy lowlands? Anyway, whatever, Dr. Flash Amazing won't pick up a copy 'til they change their name to 'Sportist' and alter their content accordingly ("How to Yard on Chipped Monos All Day and Not Twang Your Tendons" or "Twenty Classic Clip-ups Within Spittin' Distance of the Road" etc.).

T R A S K O N C R A C K = 20 18 1 19 11 15 14 3 18 1 3 11 = 134% Now we see how the man gets the job done! Add in "hookers," (H O O K E R S = 8 15 15 11 5 18 19 = 91%), and the total shoots up to 225%! Astonishing.

Greg W takes hippie medicine from Trader Joe's! What a queer! Greg, your NRA buddies're gonna kick your echinacea-huffing ass when they find out about this!

It's not DFA's fault that ~75% of the personnel on this BBS are chronic knee-jerk sportophobes, or that some goombah started a political discussion about bombing Iraq shortly after Dr. Flash Amazing showed up. Happenstance, merely happenstance.

'Cause, hey, you just missed a prime opportunity. Beer:30; adieu!

Or gotten your first PAGEMOTHERFUCKINGTOP?!

And don't underestimate the value of a fat ass as well!

Oh, Iain, you never could keep Nixon and Kennedy straight, could you?

Presumably Newton's RED Apple, oui?

Yeah, Bob Edwards has certainly been rabidly pushing work collectives, drab clothing, and NPR's new 'Hammer and Sickle' collection of tote bags, travel mugs, and day planners. You're definitely on to something here, Jim. Crack, maybe.

Don't those sheep-humping morons remember we went through this in the US sometime around 1990? Fucking waste of time. Maybe they should be investigating possible links between gun violence, and, oh, say, guns?