Dechristo

That's "Mr. fuckin' detective sir to you, asswipe. God, I haven't laughed this much at the computer for some time.

Minks, not sheep, you fluff-feltcher!

Only if it manifests when I'm in bed with her. ...AND you start with the ass-crack fluff-stuffing.

Only if it manifests when I'm in bed with her.

Simians beware!

Considering the repeated reference to "fluff" and the observed transformation of Chaps from Lutheran Sunday School teacher to spray-slinging reprobate, it may be construed Chaps has developed a taste for "fluff"; his taste has now grown to an obsession... ...evidenced by his stuffing of his ass with "fluff". We've created a socio-psychopathic Miniscrota Monster. ...the horror ...the horror ...the horror.

[Chaps in Valley Girl incarnation]

Tao is not the time, merkin-muncher.

Too late... my brains have emulated Skippy the cat in Boondock Saints.

OK, now I'm starting to wonder.... Now, Chaps has you in his power. You're only now starting to realize the depth of evil of this devious insidious bastard. (where's archenemy's signature when you need it)

Chaps can play guitar?!?

Shall we post a barrage of links to this post on MiniscrotaClimbing.com that Chaps' fellow Miniscrotums can know him for his demented, fucked-up persona?

There was a shitload of gardening during the ascent...needed a Garden Weasel or a Troy-Built...freakin' wore a cleaning tool to a nubbin. No gardening on rappell previous to the FAs. But, you're right... it wasn't in the PNW.

While cbs is lying on the shrink's couch, he hears the question, "Is there anything that gives you more life than climbing?"

That's 'cause Bob Ross designed Rainier. That's 'cause Bob Ross was God. BobGod Ross. BobGod Ross is dead. God is dead. My turn at God. I'm starting a painting of Rainier erupting...

Largess Of Lol

Only the first one, after all the other lines count as having been scouted so they're only a flash. Fuck. I'm so bummed... ...gunna go put a shotgun in my mouth.

mebbee da dog wuz too muhch a beyotch

Does this belong in the Yos plane crash thread?

OK, you gopherfucker, NOW YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR!!! [psssst...chaps...that's good, now write it with more authority like you're really pissed-off]

It occurs to me there may be, for some, an explosive correllary to this passionate discussion of "flinging birds from their nest so they [climbers] can scury up some insignificant crack". In the greater scheme (in other words, broader context), do the same passions hold or flip-flop if baby humans are flung from a crack to the ground? I have no axe to grind, just an interest in attempting to spark good dissenting conversation. Moderator, I realize this topic belongs in the Spray forum. If there is much response to this post, I see it may be moved, but, if there is little response, you might ignore this intrusion.

Hey Chaps, You've provided the impetus for a most prolific thread. You ARE a big hit here. Granted, the style of communication here is, no doubt, more vulgar, coarse, and aggressive than your experience has prepared you for, but it is also a more free and unfettered avenue of expression; you might evolve to enjoy it. Want a clue how you might get out from under the "dogpile"? Wield the other abilities (more important than climbing) "the good Lord has blessed" you with: forgiveness, to take joy in ALL things, to love your neighbor as yourself. When you reference "the good Lord" you open yourself to these admonishments. You've provided the stimulus for a lot of fun, pity if you, of all, should miss out.