PSA: Mount your own fucking skis.
You know you go out to eat with a group of your wife’s friends and they’re all like “let’s all order family style” and inside you’re all like ‘but you never order good food, always tell me I ordered the best thing and then insist on eating more than your share of it so I get basically none and have to eat your stupid plate of greens and pretend to like it’ but instead out loud you just say “ok sounds great” and then you come to the conclusion as soon as the food arrives that you have better taste in food than everyone else here and therefore family style is a losing proposition, but you probably shouldn’t say that out loud, so when the “meal” finishes and you look all grumpy, they’re all like “what’s wrong” and you can’t help it, you just say “I’m hungry, that sucked” and they’re like “we thought it was great” and you’re like “that’s because you ate my food and ordered like a moron, which dish has food left on it? Not mine? I rest my case” and they’re all whispering loud enough to hear clearly “you can’t take him anywhere” and your wife is like “girl don’t even”...
Anyway, I mounted my own fucking skis. 189 asym Billy goats. think I have the best taste in skis and topsheets. I will not family style these. Though if you’re at Stevens and mag friendly and also are in the 300-320 bsl range or so, you can take a spin. Stoked the way these came out. Thanks to powtron for making it happen.
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Edit: I think I’m funny
Edit 2: the above story is entirely fabricated. My wife is awesome, orders full entrees, gives me the 1/3 she can’t eat and scoffs at her vegetarian friends.