A little something I pulled off Epicgape..
My name is the Poet. I really enjoy the beauty of skiing. There's nothing like zipping up my fartbag and strolling down to Starbucks first thing in the morning. From there, I read the grooming report, and then hop into my Audi on the way to the mountain. After walking past all those pesky snowboarders, I hop into the gondola with my K2 fours, and my day has begun. I look down through the gondola window at the terrain park, and think, "gawd, I bet those kids are destroying their edges on those metal rails". Those kids can't even carve a turn, I'm headed to where the real men are, the groomers. As I strut my stuff on the groomers and show everyone else how a perfect PSIA turn is made, this little new school bastard rides by and shouts something like "I nailed your mom last night you Jackoff newbie gaper!". He then pulls like a corked 1260 and skis off into a cloud of white smoke. At that moment in time, I stop. I take in the scenery, adjust my gaper gap, and think, this sport has really gone to hell. I bet that kid was one of those maggot/minions!
It's time I put my foot down and go into the park. I'll show those kids up, and maybe while I'm at it, I may get an offer on my sweet jokers hat.
I can't see that punk that heckled me earlier, but I sure as hell am not going to ruin my edges on those rails, so I'll just use the transitions to them to toss some sweet spread-eagles. I ski through the park throwing down to those punks, and they are obviously jealous by their remarks like " GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE MORON!". This sport has really gone to the birds, I just don't get it. I got the skills, but I still get no respect, those shitheads can't even carve a turn. I'm so much better than them it makes me sick. I'm tired of driving out here to Colorado from Texas every year, next time me and the family are going to the beach....screw skiing!
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