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Yawn. Any "martial artists" fighting in a pure style would get their ass kicked by any mediocre M.M.A. fighter. Wanderlei "The Axe Murderer" Silva would fucking scramble Steven Seagull in about two seconds, where as Fedor Emelianenko would probably take him down in one punch.

I think that counties and cities should be reimbursed for the cost of responding to car accidents, fires, etc, as well. Perhaps show a valid credit card to the EMTs before they offer help.

Total non-story. Might be noteworthy if he'd been raped up the ass with an AXE handle then shot FOUR times, or if she'd been burned with KEROSENE and not gasoline. I mean come on! Broom handle ass rape murder immolation three day rape-o'-thon bleach bath murder dismemberment trashcan disposal crimes happen all the time!

I’m sorry, I forgot, you never make mistakes. You are perfect. Your mom made a mistake when she didn't abort you. And I am perfect.

You can find my resume printed on my line of self-promotional T-shirts.

Despite what Kevbone has to say, bringing a dog onto Hood in February is a pretty dumb idea. Kevbone: even though this dude is your buddy, he should be beat up for animal cruelty. It's one thing to put your own dumb ass into harms way, but leave the dog out of it. Is that too much to ask?

From CNN.com: "We've been up on the mountain for many years," Liston said. "With the group we were going up with this time, we just wanted another extra level of security, just in case something happened, especially with winter conditions." Should have read: "I'm so confident in my skills, I'm gonna bring my dog, but these dumb fucks I'm going with will probably be the death of me. Who knows? They just might tip over sideway, standing still in a whiteout, and fall over a cliff or something. I better get laid ..." The Verdict: Guilty by Association

My anus is bleeding!!!

Picked a PLUM!! How would you rate the objective hazard from the snow field? When me and D were at the base, the "entrance" gully looked like a bad spot to be in. Did you find my picket? If so, please return...

And how does any of this make you less of a fag?

Religion is child abuse.

T-Shirts?

No one in town offers this service. Northwest Design & Manufacturing sews and repairs packs, luggage, etc, though. If anyone in town could repair slings, it would be them, so give them a call. They're on Franklin Street near the back of Cascade Airgas.

Might not happen for a while???

AARRGGHH!!! NWAC is calling for freezing levels to hit 9500 ft by Friday night and stay high into next week!!!

I can only laugh my ass off over this one! I had nothing to do with it, other than to tell Darin that I thought it was extremely inappropriate to draw something that offensive on the back of what we thought was GENE'S truck. D: Way to go!!

The valve lash adjusters are small hydraulic cylinders that function as part of the rocker arm assemblies. As the cam pushes the rocker arm up to close a valve, say, the valve lash adjuster gets compressed. The problems is that oil needs to circulate through the things, and if it doesn't, they can seize, and won't compress, so the rocker arm will just hit into them, causing the ever-present "click" You need to pull off the valve covers and remove the rocker arm assembly. (If you're careful, you can reuse the valve cover gasket if it looks OK.) The valve lash adjusters slide out, then you pop in new ones. It takes about 1.5h per side, and the only "special" tool required is a torque wrench for putting the rocker arm assembly back on. The torque specs and pattern can be found in a good manual (Chilton's) The timing is electronic, so when you start back up it may run rough for a bit until the computer figures everything out.

"Where are heat shields?" HS can be in a couple places, but all are near exhaust components. You may have an HS on the outside of an exhaust "header", on the car body above exhaust components, and on or above your cat converter. Since it rattles w/ RPMs, it's probably not on the body, it would rattle all the time. Your car is a horizontally opposed 4 cyl. I'd start on each side, find the exhaust headers, find the HS, which will be thin "plates" of galvanized metal attached directly to the headers, and see if they are lose. When you have the hood up, grab the throttle body and give it a turn if you want to rev the engine. It's pretty obvious, as it's just about the only thing with a bare cable feeding into it. That's the throttle cable Work your way back to the muffler (Have fun near the firewall!!). To repair, either rip them off, or tie them down with a bent metal coat hanger. ps If your engine "clicks" at any RPMs, it's your "valve lash adjusters", which is an easy fix, despite what your subby mech might tell you.

We topped out from Camp V in only 6 hours, then descended our fixed lines to Camp II. By then we were tapped so we spent the night and descended to Base Camp the next day. All ropes are still in place for this season. You're welcome!

If teachers only worked their contracted hours, and spent none of their personal funds on their classrooms without reimbursement, the education system would crumble even further than it has already.

You should be where you want to be. If not, move.

Here' a freakish idea: Use a map and a compass. Go up the hill the easy way until you are where you want to be, then, turn around and follow your tracks home. Is that too much to ask, or do you need a hand-held Robby the Robot to tell you when to turn left?

Saw that a lot back East. Trees got mauled from constantly being used as rap anchors, etc. It's unethical in that case to not use fixed pro, IMCO

The plates mark the routes to the dead hooker burial sites/family picnic areas. Burned cars riddled with bullets mark the end of maintained roads. Burned appliances riddled with bullets mark the end of drivable roads. Trails are marked with totally random objects such as dead hooker clothing and purse contents, satanically mutilated Tickle Me Elmos hung from trees a la "Blair Witch Project", foldable TV dinner tables, or framed velvet paintings.

Living in Chilliwatts also provides numerous opportunities for stumbling across clandestine meth labs, smoldering piles of burned furniture and major appliances, as well as living (and dead or almost dead) crank-fueled sub-human mongrel hookers. Be sure not to eat any "sausage" while you're up there!