olyclimber

they're all good, chap. also, reading Nanga Partbat Pilgrimage got me stoked

I'm trying to quit you griz.

poor widdle erik

Actually, I was sure you were behind this one Matt.

Challenge of the North Cascades

there's always next year

Its a PCI card with accessories I got at Babes in Toyland.

hawks are getting screwed by the refs

everybodies doing it. join the crowd.

Actually, that has already been done. Archenemy took a leak on it long ago.

this is not a dance floor its a candy store

I'm looking forward to seeing what you guys have put together.

you can, but you have to be our houseboy and get us beers from the fridge and clean up afterwards. also, you're going to have to wear "the outfit" for while.

that is worth watching "Don't spend it all on crystal meth" I've seen that show before, it is pretty good. He has one of the best jobs in the world...driving fast exotic cars.

yes, IMO, that would be a big pain in the ass. if you want an auction, go to ebay. here is were you can sell stuff to your climber brothers and sisters, not where you go to get rich.

i'm getting a hum from my computer speakers. sort of makes me feel good, like nothing is really as predictable as you think it is...

when are you getting back champ. lets have a date so I can plan a blanket party.

It’s the kind of night that’s so cold, when you spit It freezes before it hits the ground And when a bum asks you for a quarter, you give a dollar If he’s out tonight he must be truly down And I’m searching all the windows for a last minute present To prove to you that what I said was real, For something small and frail and plastic, baby, ’cause cheap is how I feel Half moon in the sky tonight, bright enough To come up with an answer To the question why is it that every time I see you My love grows a little stronger But your memory leaves my stomach churning, Feeling like a lie about to be revealed, But I’ll horde all this to myself ’cause cheap is how I feel It’s not the smell in here that gets to me it’s the lights I hate the shadows that they cast, And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing I’ll always drag with me from my past I think I’ll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into And maybe strike a deal Your body for my soul, fair swap `cause cheap is how I feel

all that, plus you got a PM from olyclimber. you must be sitting on top of the world.

Screw you Mr. Jizzy. And the horse you rode in on too.

i hope so i got enough on my hands with one

I wish I knew how to quit you, Off_White.

Woke her up around one She didn't hesitate, to call olyclimber the top gun

i looked in the sky it was the Goodyear blimp it said "olyclimber's a pimp"