A Nalgene makes a great game of football, ableit painful.
Trecking poles make good rapiers when fencing on the ruth. Me parrying Mr. DeCapio's stab.
Pull ups on the Ruth Glacier.
Got skiis and a shovel? Bored outta your wits? Make a pit of despair. This pit is 8 feet deep.
Tag team wrestling on the Ruth Glacier.
Me giving the sleeper to Mr. Decapio who got his ass beat. Although he whipped us good at football. Mr. Cordes was the champ.
Me and the boys enjoying some puddin' and listening to Beavis and Butthead on the walkman speakers. Cory's pistachio was marvelous, and Scott's chocolate was to die for. My vanilla came out a little to chunky, and Kelly's tasted like he dipped his balls into the mix.