Angle employee housing let’s take out more trees. Ok. Well, ? Ton. Stockholders? That’s rinkydink.
Angle employee housing let’s take out more trees. Ok. Well, ? Ton. Stockholders? That’s rinkydink.
polyass.
Sounds like a cry for help.
I heard lefty’s might be changing hands. Was a favorite beer joint in my ski bum days
Crustal speak.
Merde De Glace On the Freak When Ski
>>>200 cm Black Bamboo Sidewalled DPS Lotus 120 : Best Skis Ever <<<
Really fast XC bike. Just enough suspension in the back to take the edge off.
Well maybe I'm the faggot America
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
ime a lefty max was trouble free
ho come nobody has said crack-n-fail yet?
Lee Lau - xxx-er is the laziest Asian canuck I know
N+1
Amaright?
Actually I have 2 lightweight bikes (actually three if you add in my Farley fat bike for snow), and so now I’m going for an Enduro heavy duty truck-like bike to get something completely different, and teach myself to actually do jumps larger than 3 inches
Well maybe I'm the faggot America
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
Jesus, then he is going to have to buy three new bikes.
And more lube.
False economy!
Forum Cross Pollinator, gratuitously strident
"fuck off you asshat gaper shit for brains fucktard wanker." - Jesus Christ
"She was tossing her bean salad with the vigor of a Drunken Pop princess so I walked out of the corner and said.... "need a hand?"" - Odin
"everybody's got their hooks into you, fuck em....forge on motherfuckers, drag all those bitches across the goal line with you." - (not so) ill-advised strategy
Phil Mickelson
Before the slide, there's used to be a bunch of little disconnected slots between the cedars in there.
We called it Drift City.
If they're clearing it that low. they need to put in snowmaking now.
Merde De Glace On the Freak When Ski
>>>200 cm Black Bamboo Sidewalled DPS Lotus 120 : Best Skis Ever <<<
My love for the 1975 Red Sox is beyond any other team, in any other sport, all time forever. This dude was part of that crazy summer when I was ten years old living a stones throw from beach down in Scituate, Mass.
We played home run derby style wiffle ball in the backyard every night. Over the fence, HR. Off the back part off the roof or past the big tree in the air, Triple. Past the deck in the air, Double. Past the pitcher in the air, Single. No bases, two man teams. Keep track of whose on base in our heads. We had the sweet cheesy plastic, Red Sox batting helmets, we would use white medical tape and put numbers on the back. I was always #24, another big part of the best summer of my first decade.
crab in my shoe mouth
Dig dug
Last edited by Markeyz; 09-14-2022 at 03:59 AM.
Don’t remember any cedars there.
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