AlpineK

Yep I remember terrorizing old Scot'agonia

Don't listen to those people. I think you should definately bring skis.

Actually if the athletic dept can make his firing for, "just cause," stick then Rick will have to instantly pay back a 1.somthing million dollar loan that the state gave him so he could buy a fancy pants house in Medina. I guess if he has to pay back his loan that will force him to sell his house which has lost value. Couldn't happen to a better guy. BTW I know where he lives if ya'll want to TP his house

Yo mama's so fat Texaco wants to set up a fleet of drill rigs on her ass.

your right D, but it ain't my sig, which appears over and over.

Fuck off j b you tool

Uhhh, Dave? You are making conservatives look smarter with that kind of spelling... Jesus Dave, I'm sure you have a spell checker, at the very least check your signature. Or change your signature to say, "Idiot and proud of it." And Dwayner.... Fuck the Pigs.... and fuck your sorry, conservative, dilettante ass

One more vote for you to loose that fucking avatar.

That's the best idea on this whole thread

Liberty Ridge is a moderately steep slope with no crevases till you get near Liberty Cap. A competent party has no reason to rope up on the route. A good alpine climber can move fast over easy to moderate terrain. In this case the route is Alpine Ice 1 or 2. If you need to belay on that kind of ground then you have no business on Liberty Ridge, and you also have no business on the route if you're roped up without an anchor. Go Glassgow

I was there till the end and I ain't no gurl

burp There's a TR for ya

Typically when you dig you call Locate. They will mark where all the utility lines are, but there is an error factor...+ or - a couple '. The contractor could have fucked up or he could have been digging based on the information he had and the design requirements and had an accident. Things can get messy when you actually do something for a living vs paper shuffling.

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST JUST PUSH THE FUCKING BUTTON You're all a bunch of whiny little bitches

Ummm. Try doing a search under your topic name number guy

It's all Washington, WANorth, WASouth

2 cycle engine does not = diesel engine. I'm suprised I would have to explain this to you. For all those equipment reps out there marylou = Allison

I don't mix chain saws with beer. The hydrocarbons would fuck you up.

Never mind the fact they were living here for thousands of years before we were. With your logic the only natives are africans. But what I'm really interested in right now is smoking pot.

Sphinx and the rest of you antiboys are fucking clueless. You guys believe everything you've been spoon fed. Pot is not crack or heroin. Pot does not lead to either of the two. Otherwise everyone I hang out with would be junkies or tweakers. Most of my friends are well adjusted members of society. They have jobs, pay taxes, some own houses, and some are happily married with children Yeah you don't want to smoke it all the time; you also don't want to drink booze all the time. Anyway, why do you anti folks care. If you don't like it then don't smoke it. Legalize it collect taxes on it and leave us stoners the fuck alone.

I don't even see X.... get your act together.

Engine Room 9 or whatever it is.

My original plan for the weekend got shot down, so I was pretty excited when Snoboy told me there was some hardcore jibbing going on up north. I had to do some bullshit nonjibbing on Saturday morning, but as soon as I could I packed up my Jibmobile and headed north. I got to Squish in the late afternoon and called up Snoboy and told him I was at the base of the grand wall, and I was looking for some boulders to jib on. I ran in to Fern and after another 10 minutes Snoboy and TheLawGoddess showed up. Snoboy knew where to find some cool jibbing on some of the boulders at the base of the Grand Wall, so we did that for a while, but soon we grew bored and decided that jibbing would be much better at the brewpub. We drove to the pub and ran into Paco and Fence Sitter who were both jibbing on the sidewalk infront of the Pub. After a while Dru showed up after a long day of hard core jibbing. We drank beer, played darts and pool inside which was fun. While we were doing that Paco, FS, and TLG kept slipping out to the parking lot for some Jib sessions with there buddy Jack Daniels. This seemed to make them very happy. Eventually we got tired. I crashed at snoboy's place and Dru and the rest headed off for some more jibbing. We all met up in the morning for breakfast. Paco seemed hungry but tired FS wasn't eating, and TLG looked a little green about the gills while she picked at her order of hash browns. I figured they had overdone the jibbing with JD the night before. Snoboy and I figured they would be doing some lame jibbing, so we drove up to Whistler for some end of the season jibbing. Anyway we found some rad jibbing at the resort. One couloir in particular required some hard core jibbing to get into. We watch one unskilled jibber loose all his gear and go for a big ride when he blew his jib. Fun Times.... Jib On!