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face down in cabo, kissing the ground? face down, ass up and bugg eyed...

On this website I'd say alpinedave, powderhound, Daniel Harro and Marcus... Dave, Daniel and Marcus are taken so I'd grab Bryan before he starts making bank (and he will). One of the male employees at clubsport you can tell is heartbreaker... Then again KG none of us have been climbing models for Jeep ads so chances are none of us are hot enough for you IMO hot is strictly physically based... everyone finds different things hot... some people are turned off by tats... some find them very attractive... kinda depends on what you are shopping for. So... do hot boys and girls exist? Depends on what you find hot... The catch is entropy bats last so no matter how hot someone is sooner or later they look a lot different... so go find someone who is beautiful person (physically and emotionally) and hang on tight. this is a pretty homo post John! Not that there is anything wrong with that... no, stay single and hook up with young chicas ur whole life, cause ur only as youn as the girls u touch....

bump

first i hated colorado and then i realized there wasn't as many libtards here and go used to dry rock all the time..... then i loved it.

If this is how you describe those who recently died fighting along side our troops in Afghanistan, I would ask if it is perhaps you who really hates America. a picture say's a thousands words you "Dirty" little boi......

u goin up on the big stone ivan?

i heard he was chasing the man/bear/pig........

i'd say if obama apologizes to the retards then fox can apologize to the retards as well.....

the valley is good training for the valley......

and my first guest will be bill cosby, barack hussein obama and fat albert. [video:youtube]6WT-fxBNKs8

go climb liberty bell..... then go climb the washigton column south face route..... than go do the west face of leaning tower...... then go do the zodiac.... theses routes will open plenty of doors for u.... have fun and don't bring any minors with you.... when you get to the top, yell "KORE" at the top of your lungs....

the guy who wrote this is either retarded or playing at it for effect there is a healthy appetite among our fellow citizens for a president who appears to be a warm human being and not some fucked up plastic monkey specially manufactured by the good folks at haliburton as far as african americans go i'd say barry is as plastic as they come.....

I think you're kind of harsh on Pink. After reading his postings here, I think its safe to assume that he was rightfully offended by Barak's comments, because he, like many other delightful unique individuals, was an actual Special Olympics competitor. Pink, what event did you compete in? the midget toss

SWEET, SWEET IRONY!!!!!!!! [video:youtube]g0pNjhZEqdQ

What's next? I'll tell you what's next... Barack Obama is at it again. The other day he went on Jay Leno. Jay Leno! Are you freaking kidding me?! The President of the United States went on Jay Leno. They're sitting on the freaking couch, talking about Barack Oabmas' bowling prowess. Barack Obama says how he bowled a 126. Jay Leno laughed. Barack Obama laughed. Then Barack Obama proceeds to say how, that was like a Special Olympics score. Are you freaking kidding me? Is this guy out of hie freaking mind?! This is why the President of the United States should not be on a late night talk show. Barack Obama can't even order breakfast without using a teleprompter and he decides to go on Jay Leno and start winging it? Start throwing out one liners? Could you imagine if George Bush went on Jay Leno and said he bowls like someone from the Special Olympics? The mainstream media would have had him hanging from a cross the next freaking day in the paper. But, not Barack Obama. Then they have Barack Obama on t.v. picking NCAA basketball teams. They've got him standing there in front of a 6 foot by 6 foot freaking board with a giant magic marker in his hand telling us who he thinks is gonna win the NCAA College Basketball Tournament. Would somebody slap this guy in the back of the head and tell him that he's the President of the United States. That's not a 5 day 40 hour a week job. That's 7 days a week, 24 hours a day, he has to act like the freaking president. We're in danger of going to war with freaking Russia, China, North Korea, Iran; the economy is in the crapper and this guy is freaking telling us who he thinks is going to win a basketball game?! You know NOBODY asked him to be president! NOBODY walked into his freaking room, grabbed him by the ears and dragged him out into the freaking hallway and said, "You have to run for president!" He begged to be president! He said he was going to bring about "change"! So far he's done NOTHING!! The only thing we know conclusively about Barack Obama after 3 freaking months is that he bowls like a freaking retard and he thinks the University of North Carolina is going to put more balls in a basketball hoop than the University of Duke! Would you people WAKE UP! Would you WAKE UP!! If you voted for Barack Obama. You've been punked stupid! You've been punked!! What's next! What's next!! What's next!!! http://rightwingnews.com/mt331/2009/03/obamas_retarded.php

if this whole presidency thing doesn't work out for barry, he could always take over the don imus show...... i heard the u.s. special olympics team is looking for an apology.....

libtard/retard.....what's the diff? hell, i'm thinking about sponsoring some of our star athletes in congress......

does this make racial jokes OK?

i thought libtards were P.C.

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me no engresh if my daugher takes chinese i'm afeared i'm gonna have to stop refering to all asians as "goddamn chinamen" you mean the carpet pissers?

and buy her a handgun before it's too late....

happy birthday fucker.......

A viewpoint from a 26 year old, currently learning the art of realism, and slowly understanding (but still not quite believing) that I am not, in fact, invincible. An anecdote if you will; I remember, at the lofty age of 18, playing basketball with my friends late on night and drinking a bubba-keg per 2 players. I then decided I was capable of driving from Coquitlam to Point Grey to see a girl (45 minutes through Vancouver). After I couldn't find her house, slalomed some traffic cones down Marine Drive, and found myself behind a car parked in the middle of the road on Front St. under the Patullo bridge, I then decided it was a good idea to engage in conversation with the gentleman who had blocked the road, and not quite polite conversation. Three older, much bigger, and much meaner men chased me with a tire iron, peppered my car with chunks of rock from the train tracks, and I sped off up the road. Ahah! I would get them... I pulled off Columbia, grabbed two handy chunks of ashphalt, and hunkered down behind my VW waiting to smash their windshield when they drove by. And waited. And waited. And cooled off, got back in my Golf, forgot I had turned the wheel one full rotation to the left - an ingenious tactic I had devised to allow for rapid getaway from the horribly severe beating that would no doubt have occured, including possibly death - turned the wheel further to left, slipped my foot off the clutch as I jerked and reacted to the car going much further left than I anticipated, got the Stan Smith Adidas sneaker on my right foot jammed under the plastic console beside the driver's foot-box, and so, at five km per hour, chugging along in 1st, almost stalling, made a full 270 degree turn across 4 lanes of traffic and off a 20 foot embankment to the train tracks below. Clearly, alot of this situation had to do with me being an out of control idiot in my youth, heavy drinking, and hormones. But there were many times following this that situations arose where I still made bone-headed choices, believing I was competent and capable of making those decisions on my own, and things turned out hairy. God loves assholes, however, and so I am still here, and still make bone-headed decisions frquently enough, but less and less of them every year, it must be noted, and none even remotely approaching the level of retardedness of that night. My convoluted ramblings are attempting to get at this, Marc; we all believe we are competent, capable, and aware of all the risks. But we're not. And until the shit does hit the fan, and repeatedly, we can never be aware of how truly unprepared we are. There is a reason the age limit to drive is 16, vote 18, and drink 19 or 21 depending no your neighbourhood - even though you may believe you are competent to assume responsibility, the world of adults, of which I still have only my junior membership, knows otherwise. The ability to write a coherent, persuasive argument does not change that. Believe me, I am currently at work at a psychiatric group home, helping clients leran the skills to allow them to reintegrate into society, but two nights ago I was slamming fireball and shotgunning Luckys at 4:30 am (randomly enough with the same guys who had goaded me into "going to get the girl" that fateful night, after having not seen them in over 4 years), and found myself at Whistler after 1 hour sleep, hucking my carcass off an enormous cliff simply because I heard a friend yell my name from the chair. I wasn't sure where I was, but popped anyway as there was an audience, went way huger than expected, and spent yesterday evening at work hungover, with my legs elevated and bruised, popping pain pills. Today, I again believe I am a competent, capable adult. Choada_Boy, though perhaps not making the best use of presentation skills, has a valid point in that, from a pure science standpoint, your brain is truly not completely developed, and your hormones are unbalanced. The law recognizes that though you may be an excellent climber, an exceptionally mature individual, and a responsible person, you are still not legally responsible for your actions. Now go get wasted, tap some underage ass, get caught trespassing while skinny-dipping in the outdoor pool, sneak into the strip club, shoplift some booze and rolling papers, pop in some old school Offspring into that stolen Civiv and heed there wonderful jewels of wisdom: "If you're under 18 you won't be doing any time, he-e-ey, come out and play!" *sniff* that was beautiful advice. I think I may print it for my children. p.s. it is true god does love ass holes. he created assholes.......

i broke my finger on the blocks pitch stepping onto a fixed head, the piece popped and my finger slid through the beaner connected to the piece i was standing on. it broke in three places, it was pretty much a wet noodle until it stiffened up. pretty fun jugging with one hand. kinda funny, some punkass 18 year old took over and got us to the top. i can't beleive such a young climber could be so brave