Dr_Flash_Amazing

There, there, mate; it takes more than a Rover to make a yuppie idiot fratjock. Although if you're sporting any of the other above listed defining characteristics, we need to talk.

Callate, gringo puto!

All those beer festivals are bunk. Way too much money for miniature samples of beer you can get at any pub or market, consumed amid throngs of "alternative" dudes who went all-out and wore the backwards baseball cap (AE, AF, or some other out-there brand) and the chunky leather sandals. Some of them even wear their prefab AF cutoff cargo shorts, and maybe a way crazy, super-zany hawaiian shirt to show off their "tribal" design tattoos ... "like, dude ... this Beerfestival is, like, rad ... how come everyone else here looks just like me ?.. where'd we park, like, the Rover, dude ?.. c'mon, let's go to Kell's, 'cause I'm, like, part Irish and being Irish is rad because, like, you can drink Guinness and go to Kell's ..."

What a loser!

Velcro gloves and tall boots?

One would think you would have learned not to go down on him after he has burritos, Trask. Little slow on the uptake, are you?

Probably best to still keep a low profile at Madrone (or not be an idiot and go blabbing about it on THE MOST POPULAR CLIMBING MESSAGE BOARD IN THE KNOWN UNIVERSE). No, f'real, word is that Madrone's re-opening to climbing has been successfully negotiated, and that it's cool to climb there now. Apparently it hasn't been all officially announced and whatnot, but people are climbing out there, and several reputable sources are claiming it's legit.

Uhh, sure, E! It's uh, 123 Fake Street. See you in a few hours, eh?

Shit, better still if you wanna come down here. Madrone Wall's supposedly open for business again. C'mon, we'll cruise some easy .12s and drink Hamm's after; maybe grab some tacos at Bonita.

No.

"I'm a frayed knot!"

WATCH THE FUCKING 'TOONS, GOON!

The stellar soundtrack really pushes it right over the top! Excellent choices!

A) Those fucking liars are 'bout to make DFA puke up his Celestial Seasonings Cool Brew Iced Tea (Lemon Ice flavor). Oh, yeah "we wouldn't say anything wasn't true. It's their fault, tryin' to make us look bad." Give the Doctor a fucking break. Sheesh. B) Fall Guy was the man. You frontin' if you don't admit you used to want a jet-pack, too!

Go piss up a toprope, shE-Rock.

How come the tape measure's only pulled out halfway? And anyway, that diaper's way too small. Nice graphics, though!

Hey, if you can get your allegedly short ass out of the office during the week, it's on. 'til then, you'll have to wait 'til DFA is up in Spanaway visiting the inlaws.

The lass didn't look half wooly enough for Trask's tastes. No way.

Seattle?! That's like, hours away and shit! And anyway, DFA has heard all about those slippery Little Si chip-ladders. Yeek!

Fuck you, chunkmonkey; and get your shit straight. DFA doesn't participate in a lot of "sports" because they're stupid. The Doctor never said something was stupid simply because he didn't participate in it. Go polish your gun or your knob or whatever, old goat.

"SORTA out of shape", not totally jellified. Anyway, the Doctor's not doing shit in this gawdawful heat, 'cept maybe sipping mint juleps and slangin' spray.

Pacemaker skip a beat there, or what?

Well, yeah, but the flow slows down a bit in the summer, what with it being a bit hot for the craggin' and all. So come on, help a Doctor out.

You wouldn't be so cruel to ol' DFA, now would you? Anyway, as long as these cash-flashing bastards show up with dough in hand, it's on.