pope's confessional re-opens for those in need.

[Dechristo]

I confess I led a climb of the bucking horse neon sign atop the Cowboy Bar in Pinedale Wyoming during the Mountain Man Rendezvous in August of '78. My partner clumsily kicked out most of the neon tubes while following resulting in over $5,000 of damages to the sign. After a stand-off with the gun-toting owner and two of his knife-wielding bouncers, the owner forgave us our debt and asked us to have a good time without damaging his establishment while continuing to buy his Myers Dark Rum and Cuervo 1800.

[pope]

Back in the rough-and-tumble 1970's. Do you think your average sport climber knows how to have that much fun? "Oh, we're having a splendid time clipping these bolts and pretending we're Alan Watts, getting ready to send. What? Climb a sign atop the cowboy bar? Is it 5.14? Has Chris Sharma's girlfriend climbed it in her prAna top? No? Uh....sorry, we're not interested. And we don't drink beer. We prefer wheat-grass smoothies in between sessions on the campus boards."

[Dechristo]

We prefer wheat-grass smoothies in between sessions on the campus boards."

Delivered in a high-colonic.