
Originally Posted by
Jax
We all need to ski more, basically. And hopefully with friends old and new.
Truth. I remember when we first met, it was because you offered to help out some random stranger on the internet when you worked at Boulder Ski Deals (a tune? mounting? can't recall).

And on my 40th birthday surprise party at LL, you had a demo tent or something that day, and hooked me up with a marmot toque (still wear it!) and a floor mat (that I still keep in my car for changing in/out of ski boots).
40 was a long time ago, it's been a long time out here on the interwebz. Introverted, awkward, indifferent, whatever, you still rock!

Originally Posted by
Peruvian
If I start meeting you dirtbags, that might lead to us hanging out together. That of course means we might have a beer, make turns, or ride bikes with one another. Next thing you know, I’m inviting you to a party at my house and having people crash on my lawn. Now lord knows we can’t have that kind of bullshit going on.
Shit man, I don't even know where you live anymore! Can't find your lawn to crash on!
"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
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