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Aren't you afraid you'll break one with a ski while doing one of those amazing daffies or something?

Yes, I've seen your pictures, which is why I am completely confused. NOTHING about you in them looked real. Your hair color was fake, your face was plastic, your skin was fake'n'baked, and you had spiders surrounding your eyes. You seriously expect me to know your natural hair color? Yes...

You're more hippy than I am! I think. Either way, we're both alive, you cheese-odored bum!

Are you fucking retarded? You made a post saying your hair was caramel BROWN. Yep, BROWN, not blonde.

Jake, you whore face! Always mackin' the bitches.

Last I checked, blonde and brown were two different color categories...

Then why did you call yourself a blonde?

Actually, you're just a stupid, materialistic zebra-head. ZEBRA HAIR.

Half zebra-monkey, half man, half amazing...ly lame.

I CARE! I worship her and her makeup and zebra hair skills and her super rad fashion and cutsie wootsie little puppy and her rich parents who spoil her. Aw, I want to be anitaskis. She's obviously western Canadian because she says "lip chap", but I also think she's an alias.

Dude, Eubank's last one was about science. Science = smart.

You'd probably be disappointed, Jake. Remember, she's got the body of an anorexic thirteen-year-old boy.

Good call. Oh hey, hit up skibrdingbitch for some tips.

WHO THE FUCK CARES? Different people are going to have different opinions anyway. Most skiers seem to hate on them; they seem to be more of a snowboarder thing. Airblaster, I believe, started them at Mt. Hood. Do whatever YOU think is cool and/or practical, sans other people's opinions. Do...

Good lord, this seriously must be an alias. Who the hell would seriously post this shit?

Eewwww, Ryno smells funny.

Yes, I'm a female, you idiot. My ex and I still get along, at times. My dogs live with him, and he got me brand new ski boots for Xmas, so I just figured I'd be polite and get him something, as well. You must be quite young and naive if you still believe that ex's cannot be friends.

Me too! We should go get some tomorrow or something. You down?

Kill mad bitches.

Ex-boyfriend: Pit bull calendar, Ben & Jerrys ice cream (four different flavors - inside joke), three 2-6's of liquor Sage (my pit bull): Some huge bones, rawhides, pig ears, rope toys, Harley Davidson leather dog collar (with four rows of spikes), similar harness...