To Pinner and the rest of you wusses
While you were out buying batteries for the new LesboStrap 9000's you got for (Christmas/Channukah/Kwanzaa) those of us with true grit (myself, Vinman, and Dexter Rutcki) were actually out there skiing. I guess you guys can't handle anything the mountain dares throw at you, so you decided to spend Boxing Day at the local shopping mall returning those gifts you recieved that were just as sucky as the ones you gave.
Mr. Pinner, I'm especially ashamed of you. You move out west, and forget all of your roots. What, you're too good to arch mach speed turns through an ever changing GS course of snowlerblading gapers from Jersey, if full KIR regalia. Well, Pinner, closeted Garden Stater it seems you are the one who can no longer Keep It Real. And don't try and tell us it's because you wanted to spend time with the family. After the last few days they would have been glad to be rid of you for the day.
"There is a hell of a huge difference between skiing as a sport- or even as a lifestyle- and skiing as an industry"
Hunter S. Thompson, 1970 (RIP)
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