Dr_Flash_Amazing

Geesh, how about 'That .10d Route' at Smith? Apparently someone's eye for an aesthetic line caused them to overlook some of the shabbiest rock at Smith. Oh, it looks like some of the nice, solid red stuff, but it crumbles like the yellowest of SmithMud . First damn hold on the route, nice big undercling flake? Loose. All the footholds at the bottom? Loose. Innumerable other sidepulls and edges? Loose. And gritty. That bomber thank-God sidepull just above the mini-roof at the top? It's on the trail somewhere. Climb it soon before it turns into .13c, if you're dumb enough to climb it at all.

It takes some gumption to get up close and personal and cut somebody up, to get that imploding-melon feeling of bat-to-skull action in your hands, blood spattering your face, etc. DFA would counter that the removal from the gritty realities of the act that a firearm allows, coupled with the aforementioned convenience and efficiency (and of course the ready availability of guns) makes it much easier and more attractive to lay waste to your fellow humans.

Calanques!

Closet Republican.

If guns ownership was removed, I reckon stabbings and 'alternative' forms of homocide will rise to compensate. Guns just happen to be really convenient and efficient. This has got to be irony right here. Please say that it is. Because you couldn't possibly actually believe that. Could you? Convenient and efficient, convenient and efficient, convenient and efficient. The same motivating factors behind pay-at-the-pump, U-Scan, sport climbing, the automobile, etc. etc. etc. Fuckin' A, people; a convenient and efficient killing implement makes it gobs easier to decide to kill someone. Fuck guns.

Perhaps y'all foodies need to be asking yourselves why you don't have something that's good enough to eat without being doctored up, hmmm?

Not Screeching Weasel's 'First Day of Summer'?

And guns. Fucking lots of fucking guns, with big bullets in 'em. *flag wave*

You're thinking of Traskolube.

trask, I never thought I would ever say this, but dude, you just made my day. If you think you're stoked now, ask him for the hum. Make him take out the dentures first, though!

One thing's for sure, he's obviously a genius without peer. Smuggling an ounce 'n' a half of weed through the metal detector wrapped in ... metal. Good show, ol' chap!

Oh, come on, GW; just pointing out how safe guns make our nation, and on a related note, how great it is to have one of the most powerful lobbying organisations in America facilitating and encouraging gun ownership and espousing the importance of the almighty firearm. It all fits together kind of nice-like if you think about it.

http://www.msnbc.com/news/936155.asp Looks like someone's getting their weapons pulled from their cold, dead hands. Too bad a few other pairs of cold, dead hands came out of the deal. Another victory for the pro-gun lobby?

"Gotta go Popo!" - Anon.

"step one: slit my throat step two: play in my blood step three: cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house step four: stop at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson hands you took me hostage you made your demands I couldn't meet 'em so you cut off my fingers one by one"

Hmmm ...

^10,000,000,000,000

Fucking . Come on, people; y'all can do better than this.

What's this "was a nerd" shit? You're an engineer, dude; where d'ya think you fall in the social spectrum with that job title? Hint: no where near "stone cold mackasaurus" or "heptronic rad-daddy-o".

Stiletto, schmiletto. Looks like a pile, and slabby at that, kinda like Misery Ridge, except this Mt. Switchblade thingy doesn't have Eazy's Playhouse atop it. Waste of timeage.

" ... we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character ... "

Joe Brooks, oh where have you gone, great sportsman? A true hero of our sport and our time; the consummate clipperchipper; a bold and free spirit. Sadly, Herr Brooks has hung up his Hilti and his Anasazis and drifted off into the chalky haze of a VRG sunset, never to be seen nor heard from again. Here's to Joe Brooks, wherever he may be!

Yeah, well, it seems to have gone missing.

Ha ha. You're late, ya turd.