I'm guessing doing the pizza wedge with the skis all that distance doesn't work? I'd toboggan-jack the first group of 5-year-olds that dare tried to slide past me.
and you...are a FAR FAR braver soul then I
Well you lived to blog another day so- Wait! You didn't pre-schedule this post before you went down the slope, did you?Dude..?
I couldn't have been that bad, right? Unless it was like a sheer cliff face...
You just needed someone to give you one really good shove, right?And maybe a mattress to slide down on.
Well, you had gravity on your side.
Wow! But, still, there are worse ways to spend a day, I guess (such as at a work desk for example)! =)
I would have died. And I'm not even being overly dramatic. I would literally have expired on that mountain. Or, rather, from falling OFF that mountain.
When there's nothing but black lines (rather than blue or green) tracing your way to the bottom, you can be certain that you earned your man-card that day. I would have NEVER earned that man-card.
but you like skiing, right? So, wasn't it fun? I can't relate, because it just looks like a map of horror.
I am so jealous and not apologizing for it.Do not tell me you had powder. Please do not, I can't take it.
Aargh. You are killing me with these skiing posts. Killing me. *big, huge pout* *also a sniffle* *and a couple of tears* So jealous.
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