One of the best decisions of my life was saving for a set of hex's, a rope, runners that I hand tied from reading books, nuts and running away on weekends with my best friend's dad and hanging out almost permanently at the gunks and cutting my chops and getting a free ride with the ramons playing from his dad's car, and an ice cream afterwards. I came home with knowledge, fitness, and a balanced perspective of what a good life could be. I was 9. And it never stopped. I led my first climb that year, a descent route, and that set the bar for the biggest smile I've ever had going forward. I don't think I got some ridgid friend and did the horizontal gunks tie off till I was 13. By then, I was confident whipping off of gunks 5.9.
Is it radix panax notoginseng? - splat
This is like hanging yourself but the rope breaks. - DTM
Dude Listen to mtm. He's a marriage counselor at burning man. - subtle plague
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