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More action, but no belay slave. Too bad I work tomorrow! Too bad I work every day.

Aha, very clever. Actually, I thought it stood for Purposeful Merrymaking, but wanted to clarify.

Private messages, or personal messages? I ask because a little bird told me (ahem) that moderators have access to PM boxes, and can and do read their contents. 'Zat true?!? Not that I have anything interesting in mine, so don't hurry to go look. Just wondering what the expectation is.

I got shit to do tonight. I don't want to spend the whole evening climbing, just an hour or two. <whine>Besides, it's too hot out. I'll get thirsty.</whine>

BTW, I'm not that weird in real life.

Anyone want to go belaying in the nice little town of Redmond this evening? I plan to be over there around 5 p.m. I'll boulder if I have to ( ) but would prefer to climb the walls. PM me. ~Kris

Jeez, I thought it was my computer. I shut down all my browser windows, trying to fix it.

And so I take it that you have not yet gotten in touch with your "inner A-hole"? I have, and boy, is she a bitch.

Mmmm...spray!

Um, yeah. Whatever.

...or Jesus.

Aha! A Scrutineer. Now it's all coming together.

...without Olyclimber.

Yeah, neighbors suck. We should go take 'em out. Oh wait, what am I saying? I'm a neighbor. And I'm not Pat Robertson. Never mind. And hey, your name is Erik! No more anonymous avatars for you. And hey, my name is Mergatrude MacGillacutty. No more anonymous avatars for me. (But a couple of glasses of wine for me, heh.)

I was looking for love in all the wrong places Looking for love in too many faces Searching your eyes, looking for traces Of what.. I'm dreaming of... Hopin' to find a friend and a lover God bless the day I discover Another heart, lookin' for love

Bouldering.

Holy moly!

Your cool suburban sun You're foolin' every one You win some you lose some Your cool suburban sun You're foolin' every one You win some you lose some Now it's gone, now it's gone,You win some, you lose some Now it's gone, now it's gone,You win some, you lose some Now it's gone, now it's gone,You win some, you lose some Now it's gone, now it's gone,You win some, you lose some

It’s early morning The sun comes out Last night was shaking And pretty loud My cat is purring And scratches my skin So what is wrong With another sin The bitch is hungry She needs to tell So give her inches And feed her well More days to come New places to go I’ve got to leave It’s time for a show Here I am, rocked you like a hurricane Here I am, rocked you like a hurricane My body is burning It starts to shout Desire is coming It breaks out loud Lust is in cages Till storm breaks loose Just have to make it With someone I choose The night is calling I have to go The wolf is hungry He runs the show He’s licking his lips He’s ready to win On the hunt tonight For love at first sting

Dude.

Since when is conversation allowed on this thread?

Well, what do you know? You're just a deadbeat.

Deadbeat?! No, I'm just an editor with a keen eye and a sharp, incisive, inexhaustible wit. OTOH, I could in fact be a self-deluded deadbeat.

Or maybe the candy rappers would not have been attacked by the candy rapers if they had been wearing candy wrappers. Ya think?

Did the candy rapers attack the candy rappers? Where were the candy wrappers in all this?