gapertimmy

quote: Originally posted by trask: Holy Shit! HELP! Another stool trying to get in my pants.

ooops guess i double posted, oh well, thought that other article was a great read. i'm going to become the US distributor.

heres my alpine buddies L to R Sierra and Chinook

the resort is out the back door of my office wankers

YEAH BABY

you must have been looking at this article on that site: http://www.aftenposten.no/english/local/article.jhtml?articleID=431926

you must have been looking at this article on that site: http://www.aftenposten.no/english/local/article.jhtml?articleID=431926

great tr jordop, you guys up north sure know how to throw down

patience, pics will come soon

i saw some nice lines forming on the cascade lks hwy, i'll snap some pics tomorrow

quote: Originally posted by Jim: I'm in Prinville area for work around the 21-21nd of Nov. Will it be warm enough for a few routes then? if it isn't warm outside, there are huniez in prineville that will keep ya warm

true true, it does rain and get done quick. sometimes it will be raining in one portion of the park and not the other. we have a cool gym in bend also

i don't think a descent of bunny col will be possibly this weekend, you can make the call on the forecast yourself: http://forecast.accuweather.com/adcbin/local_index.asp?thisZip=97702&nav=home one could always go climb in some lava tubes as well. you could build a bonfire with the kind, and hotbox the whole frickin cave. dry toolin could be achieved as well.

weather ain't lookin good for climbing, but is looking good for freshiez and really thats all that matters.

The pics came from my friend that works at Wash DOT. They are from this fall, the camera just has a jacked up date. Apparently, homeboy climbs up the handholds, and has a roller system, a little cart setup on the underside girders of the overpass (which is abandoned/never has been used) it amazes me how the person buit such a bungalo, and the contents were amazing, he had a fricking couch in there!

jeesh where to begin.... perhaps it was the warm temperatures, perhaps i'm just a streaking fool, but in my tender pre kindergarten years i began my obsession with getting nekked and cavorting around (an act that still happens to this day, with enough beer, everyone loves a naked drunk asshole). i would perch myself in my parents picture window, right when elementary school was letting out and show my bare ass to all. jon can attest to this happening rather often in my college years as well, but of course I got more creative with my other assets, thus the fruit basket, the bat wing, "peaches", and "have you seen my cock" all came into full play. i quickly progressed from simply being naked as a little kid into biting the neighbor girl quite hard and quite often. when she seemed unfased by biting i choose to throw sharp jagged rocks at her, 8 stiches, becuase she didn't want to harvest scorpions with me in the back yard, stupid chick. at night time we would go sing christmas carols, usually in the summer time, to the jehova's witnesses that lived across the street. when they wouldn't answer the door we would surround the house and pound on windows and doors to scare the livign shit out of them. we would continue or night heckling by taking full cans of trash and dumping them in swimming pools, placing little snapits on door steps, door bell ditching and watchign people get freaking pissed. ohh what fun. as i grew older, my antics got only more sophisticated. paint ball sniper attacks above factoria square mall, heckling the lame ass security gaurds, getting chased on my bike, hitting curb, totalling my brothers new m10bike. high school brought much maturity into the game when we developed our new favorite prank, the mystery shit. we would pass around a bag, or a box and all shit in it, and think of some clever way to deliver mr hankey to our victims. my favorites were the "WILL YOU GO TO TOLO WITH ME" gift boxes, and putting the steamy ones on peoples BBQ's. god, what fun.

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wsp is notorious for not traveling far from the nest to speed trap away, anywhere around eastgate (HQ) to the quah is always a suspect area. ellensburg obviously isn't a good place to speed, and as jon found out, watch it when travelign through golden"showers"dale on 97

Not since Geraldo's uncovering of Al Capone's vault has such a ground breaking discovery occured. Back in september, WASHDOT employees noticed a man sit starting from a canoe onto the handholds at the UW arboretum. The man was rather suspicous and stood out because of his bright pink spandex and dangling ear rings. Upon furhter investigation, state employees found the secret entrance to what they suspected to be Trasks secret lair! Inside they found copious ammounts of hand chalk, stick clips and spent cans of beens and weenies. The inhabitant seemed to have an odd obssession with all types of feathered fowl. There were photos all over the place of various birds. But what was even more disturbing was the presence of many chickens cooped up inside small wooden pens. The chickens were visibly upset when state employees tried to approach them. Although the apparent chicken abuse is still under investigation, the officials still felt it was important to release the photos of this odd individuals hide out. Please take care when pulling on plastic in this area!

I spent my whole day cleaning my house, did anybody do anything semi fun? I feel so , so like you know who [ 11-03-2002, 09:07 PM: Message edited by: gapertimmy ]

quote: Originally posted by North by Northwest: Smith will always be there dude, each time i climb at smith i usually tear down a little chunk of it here or there, smith will not alwasy be there, and the routes are constantly in flux, always modifying themselves. take buckets for example, it gets greasier everyday! dru, you know you want to come watch my dogs hump while sitting in the hot tub with a bunch of dudes drinking obsidian stout. dude, obvious choice!

the possibly most simple equation that will solve all problems you encounter is simply 8=D

its been pretty cold down here in chosston. last week it was dippin into the single digits at night, but i suppose that wouldn't bother a young canadian like yourself, eh?

smoker i think you may have a new sport on your hands there. a new x game, drunken snaffle bashin, plab.

LMAO!!! i was cleaning out my gear closet and found an MEC fleece that had been turned into a nest by some fucking snaffles. this is war, all vermin must die! when i lived in yosemite, i kept a running tally of how many snaffles i had killed. i would go to backcountry cabins, set at least 5 traps, build a fire, get drunk and go ape shit when i heard a trap snap. i guess thats what you happens when you live alone for a long time though. but eating them, i dunno about that