You know the irony of the situation is that when I was 23 I up and joined the Air Force because I thought it would be good motivation to start school since all I was doing was skiing and working at ski resorts and for some reason I thought that was bad. Now all I want is to be out of the Air Force and start skiing again. But it'll be 3-4 times I have been skiing in two seasons and now my sweet ski skills have atrophied to the point where I am going to be the one flailing on the High T talking shit about how I would totally throw a misty 10 off of Germ Rock if the light wasn't so flat even though it's a bluebird day.
But I just want you all to know that as all you rippers are on your way to a stash near High Boy that absolutely no one but yourselves knows about, and I get in your way. Go ahead and push me over and tell your friend to stab me in the back with their pole as my face lays in the snow, because... I understand, this shit is serious business. With all this talk of global warming the powder days might not happen for much longer.
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