today, and in all my life, my legs have never been so fuggin terminated. i don't see myself doing anything but recovering for the next day. HUGE day for crowd in whistler today and i can't move. all we did was the summit into tight trees, OVER AND OVER.
rip = me.
holy crap.
aloha
good. tomorrow you can call in radio show.
call me if can, it'll be 11am my time and i'll make sure i'm somewhere other than the top of the mountain.
ps. it's .49 cents per minute.
oh man
What is this level 6 you speak of?
black diamond and double blacks.
cliffs and trees. many many trees. you don't choose your line. the terrain chooses for you.
pops additional 800mg ibuprofen
oooh 800mg ibuprofen, i could use some of that.
Level 6 snowball??
I just looked it up and that's gay-speak for taking a 13in. by 4in. glass ribbed dildo in the hiny-hole for 13.28 minutes of deepstroke pleasure and finishing off two gay-cacks orally while sucking a fifth of Sang Thip wiskey sucked through a straw into your nasal passages.
JEEBUS! That's your idea of a vacation????
Ah, cliff with trees. The ultimate in terror when it comes to skiing/snowboarding. One false move within that blur of speed and it's ka-boom into a tree with all that downward momentum behind it.
almost sonny bono'd today
BTW whats the topic for the radio show tommarow ?
careful there bub, you barely healed your last concussion. btw, it's occurred to me that you literally go snowboarding in foreign countries more often than I get my ass out surfing...
Sounds like you had fun.isnt that the shit,running thru the trees,wooo!