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This thing is going to be so awesome! x10

Ape hangers are mandatory.

Just ask him. He'll tell you. caddis@mountainspeedclimbing.com

I'd rather keep the debris in there too. Makes for a more impressive infection later on.... Keloids: the pure result of aggressive cycling and asphalt.

I can flex my glutes like no other.

Is the guy bald and he looks kind of dazed and you can see what's left of his tongue and teeth? They said that was a Harley accident, but you're right, it looks more like a shotgun blast. It looked awfully clean for being a street wound.

There is a close-up, emergency room photo of that exact thing at rotten.com. From about the bridge of his nose down is either blown apart or completely gone. It's hard to look at.

It's a "gag" gift alright.

If that's true, then he's pretty good considering his online persona . My Space

I've had mine for ~3 years and I figured since the website says to NOT use them, I decided I would heed the warning. As far as the hook up, they said they would take care of sending them back and getting a new pair of either Sarkens (though the website says they have stopped manufacturing them) or I told them my second choice would be the Vasaks. They didn't think there would be any costs, but would let me know. Nice folks there.

I bought mine new and have used them considerably. Albeit, I'm certain, not to John's approval. Climb Max is hooking me up as we speak. It can't be said enough: Those guys are awesome!

It IS a train wreck. Boy, that poor "guy's" parents.

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Hotties, too My first time in the REI climbing section, I was trying to figure out what some of the gear on my list was when a guy asked me if I was a climber. I looked over the display to see this really hot guy. So hot I looked around to make sure he was talking to me. We had a nice chat, then I went home and told all my single girlfriends to head to REI's climbing section if they wanted to meet some hotties Aren't you married? haha, btw thats a gross pic above. Those guys need to hit the gym a little more. They way it reads I thought it sounded like this was pre-marriage. Besides she's a veteran climber from everthing I've heard. So her first trip to REI would have been a long time ago.

And prolapsed.

Very nice! For jordop. These are my winter rides...LOVE the Scratch BCs:

Thanks Ketch!

I didn't know they still made the Rebel. I had a 1984, which I think was the first, maybe second year they made them. I was young and I liked it. I liked it even more when the muffler developed a hole in it and started sounding like a Harley (to my ears). Which has always, up until recently, been my dream bike. A Fatboy preferably. And a bit older if possible, but I would have taken this in a heartbeat. But alas. I ride this on the trails: And this, for cross, which is RIGHT around the corner!

I bet he has some amazing stories. I could listen all night to someone like him. Good to hear he made it out.

I should know this, but where is the best place to buy Kevlar in that form? Does Kevbone sell it?

Right out of high school, before college I lived with my best friend. He was a great guy, but a little odd in his living habits. He owned 1 fork, 1 spoon, 1 butter knife and 1 sharp knife. 1 bowl, 1 sauce pan and 1 fry pan. He would have cereal OR Cream of Wheat ONLY for breakfast except on Sunday's when he would make scrambled eggs and toast. He worked near by and everyday he would come home for lunch and have a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato OR chicken noodle soup ONLY. For dinner he would have EITHER spaghetti, garlic bread and green beans OR a fried hamburger patty, a roll and green beans, ONLY. Every night he would drink 12 cans of generic "Beer" at a minimum. Though he never seemed to have anything more than a buzz. He was in bed by 10, EVERYNIGHT. We shared a large studio-like place. My bed was on one wall and his "bed" which was on the opposite wall, consisted of a wooden frame and his bed roll next to the frame. He never got a mattress for the frame. The frame was of sentimental value but he preferred to sleep on the floor, on his bedroll, right next to the frame. He was a really good friend though. We had great times together. After a couple of years he ended up going into the Marine Corps, serving a year and getting an honorable discharge for what was diagnosed as flat feet. He committed suicide a year later. I'll always miss that guy.

But goes out of fashion in about 15 minutes.

A phone call to the widows could probably answer that question.

That's Photoshop-ped.

I challenge you to a NolSe! I know, I know.