lummox

'i am very excited. but my feet are hurting!' wtf?

stfu noob.

pigpen. and i got the hots for chicks like marcie johnson. oh yeah.

death slabs can take a couple hours. your first plan is the most reasonable one and only requires a couple more pounds of food.

that is just some crap line guides tell their clients when conditions suck so they wont complain. dont believe it. the real shizzle is right here: the higher you are the higher you are.

i dont think i will be able to face cottage cheese again.

wacth out for lurking

yeah. maybe.

an this dood got his game on crazy with the ladies:

i got to give the old lady props for being freaky.

stop smoking. stop eating crisco with sugar. start riding a bike. take the stairs. do a little running. do a little more running. do some downhill running. start today. it will take a month or so to boost your indurance. the climb will still hurt.

so thats how those balloon get into the backcountry.

three. but the brit one dont work.

i read this trhead for the first time yesterday and almost pissed myslef laughing. it is much like picking on the kids who rode the short bus though.

as an uninsured underemployed slightly malnourished with bills to pay including fukin taxes member of the american stagnant economy i would say 'no'. i wouldnt like to know. fuk mars and the spaceship that landed there.

more like this

trask?

carl 'eyewear is very important' smith is almost prepared for the journey across the parking lot to the trailhead register box. he only needs his helmet.

Weren't we all...well, maybe not. not. damn my mohawk was fukin cool back in the day.

it is all taking place on a back lot in burbank california.

first i need a girlfriend. then some teeth.

teamsters dont milf cows. wtf? i mean 'milk' cows. some freudian shizzle there.

i can feel the heat hell. i kiss my nieces with more passion than that. wait. that sounds wrong.

they blowed it up: it blowed up real good:

negatives about wakin up at 4: it is 4. and you are still ugly. and have breath stank from hell.