lummox

treat yurself to an early xmas. buy a new fucking rope. go bluewater.

some wet spots are better than others

i hope the other 'girls' in the chorus line chafe your ass.

gargle shit pucker licker

go to the source: http://www.yatesgear.com/climbing/index.htm

id just take the fuckin money and run.

boom boom shikka boom got the rock bettys to ride my horse cock slick slide.

i go rock

bingo! its the latest rage among body modification types. tatoos and piercings arent edgy enuf anymore.

i feel ill. that shit is rude.

'Whoa, yes they call him The Streak Fastest thing on two feet He's just as proud as he can be of his anatomy He gun give us a peek Oh, yes they call him The Streak He likes to show off his physique If there's an audience to be found He'll be streakin' A-round invitin' public critique'

details.

"The woman's been with, like, five guys in her whole life. There aren't many virgins in their 30s. Jen's about as close as you're likely to find, certainly in Hollywood.'' — Ben Affleck on Jennifer Lopez watta dork. i bet he wont get a bj for sharing that tidbit.

the electrodes have ta make skin contact.

shit. i can do that: 'the mountain was too dangerous so i went home.' bwahahahaha

enquiring minds wanna know.

werd of advice: dont let the fuckers at this website shake yur confidence. of course you can do it. sheeit. on this 50 year aniversary of climbing everest you should know that if a horsetooth stupid fucker who aint never had climbed anywhere but new zealand can get up the worlds tallest mountain you can organize a puny little fucking trip. do it.

loser.

the la sportiva distributors in boulder are fuckin assholes. but the italian shoes are fuckin cool.

sausage is real good. made from cow and pig organs and maybe some rat too.

aint 'nesessary'. just fuckin handy. dont need it on a lot of sandstone but its good for the slickery granite.

say it aint so kid. seems white-trash-done-good greasy rap singer kid rock aint gonna get hitched to super boobs cocksucker pamela anderson. i'm fuckin pissed. i was lookin forward to the exclusive wedding photos in people magazine of drunk guests empty 40s sprawled on the lawn ana fistfight or two. heres more: NEW YORK (AP) -- It looks like Pamela Anderson's romance with Kid Rock is on the rocks. The actress and the rock star got engaged in the Las Vegas desert in April 2002, but never set a wedding date. Anderson wasn't wearing her engagement ring last week during a promotional appearance for People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals in Florida. "The word that best describes me now is 'free,'" the 35-year-old told People magazine for its June 30 issue. "That's all I will say. I'm a mom, and that's where my life is at." She also showed up at a June 10 party at the Playboy mansion without Rock, whose real name is Bob Ritchie. When Us Weekly magazine asked about future nuptials, she said: "Assume what you want about a wedding. ... I'm here with family and friends. That might be a hint." Calls placed to representatives for Anderson and Rock weren't immediately returned Wednesday. The two began dating in April 2001, when they met backstage at VH1's diva salute to Aretha Franklin at Radio City Music Hall in New York City. In February, Anderson told TV Guide: "My priorities are my boys. I'm trying to create a new family with Bob and his son." The "V.I.P." star has two sons -- Brandon, 7, and Dylan, 5 -- with her ex-husband, former Motley Crue drummer Tommy Lee. The two divorced after a rocky marriage and recently settled a tense, prolonged custody dispute. Rock, 32, has a 10-year-old, Bob Jr.

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