tvashtarkatena

If the Bone was in my compost pile, I'd let him eat his fill.

Or at least in a French accent.

As the French say, timing is everything. Only, like, they say it in French.

Oh, fuck off. I had a good couple of one liners with your name in it, but that fucking yogurt eating dung dweller just shit all over it.

Fuck it, Bug, get the fuck out of my joke.

You seem angry.

THAT was funny.

Those look pretty fucking tasty.

Welcome back, AKA!

no defense of dwayner or pope here, but do you really advocate an approach to climbing that has no considerations of one's impact on both climbing and the environment? i suppose you're simply running off against the demagoguery of dwayner and pope.... not that it really matters; all of this catterwauling is simply here for my entertainment. Is this guy that out to lunch? His responses seem to have nothing to do with the posts he's quoting. Not that there's anything wrong with that. The world's big enough for loonytoons, too.

And I'm not sure what the hell you're going on about (does anyone?), but I'm referring primarily (as I mentioned) to Darrington: which has been a bolted area from the very beginning. The originators of the climbs there ARE the ones upgrading them...again, as I previously stated. Dumbass.

Coincidence? I went backpacking with a married couple, both of the branola stripe. I had fishing gear, so I loaned it to them. The guy caught a fish, and his wife practically fucked him on the spot. They barely made it into the tent. Even after a million years, being a good hunter still gets you laid.

Yeah, that's all well and good, but just remember... nuff said.

Just put out a trap. You'll be satisfied by the little bastard's broken neck. The problem with a trap in a compost pile is what do you use for bait? Compost? Like, he's already swimming in food, you know?

I sank the Bismark when I was a specfor operative. No need to brag any further.

Beeoootiful!

Well, I'm not disagreeing there, but I'm kind of looking for quick (and, at this point, satisfying) results.

Seems to me that a gun is a great way to kill your neighbor's kid by accident while trying to keep the marauding zombie hordes away from your fly stereo system...particularly the gun recommended in this thread. Unless you live on the moon, a shotgun with very limited penetration power is the only sane home defense weapon, if paranoia drives you in that direction. The canine alarm system is foolproof. Personally, I would just litter the floor in front of every window and door with potato chip bags. That worked this weekend for me when my tent was infiltrated....

So, I've got a nice, fat rat that has taken a liking to my compost pile. I'm thinking a high velocity eviction notice may be in order. Anyone local have one of these I can borrow for a couple of weeks?

Can I borrow your pellet gun, Mr. Messner? I've got a big rat in my compost pile who needs an eviction notice.

The difference may be, of course, that these guys all still climb.

THAT was funny (the Tvash equivalent of an anti-CareBear)

Also, I climb with folks who put up a ton of rock FA's in WA. None of them, not one, advocate or celebrate repeating the run out/shitty gear style of climbing they practiced back in the day. They realize that that was then, they were young and crazy, and this is now. In fact, several of that same group actively still upgrade the bolts, anchors, and trails at the areas they developed way back when. Darrington comes to mind. Thanks from the rest of us, guys. Your continued efforts to keep Washington's wedder little jewels maintained to a high standard are greatly appreciated.

You gotta love the poster's 'my pie is better than your pie' comparison with Fred B, a guy who, although famously quirky, seems to have his ego in check, particularly with regards to his crushing accomplishments. Get fucking real, dude.

Rainier's just a hike...until a 150 foot wide snow patch collapses underneath you. Then it becomes a real mountain again.