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me and my boy :D love shreddin park together, except when he calls me a pussy.

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until the goggles and helmet come off. I dunno, my opinion, everything the guys are saying i can turn around and say the exact same thing about skier guys. There are plenty and i mean PLENTY of guys that can "handle their sticks" well and look good doing it until you see them off the hill and they're tall lanky awkward, fucking acne covered 16 year olds.
 
very true, i have seen many guys at my mountian who look hot with there stuff on then they take it off and then im like EWW PUT IT BACK ON! (not outloud in my head for all the literal people out there)
 
This past season me and a few friends had an encounter with some girls like this. We were walking into the lodge to put our boots on, and we walked past a table with about six or seven of the above mentioned girls. We were being hood as fuck in our outerwear that was way too big to be worn anywhere besides the mountain, and had just spent the last half-hour getting fucked up in the parking lot. About five minutes later, while we're putting our boots on and eating clementines, one of the girls approaches us. We glare up at her, and pause what we're doing. She walks up to our table, looks around at us confidently, and then says "My friend over there in the gray sweatshirt thinks you guys are cute". We continue to give her the death stare, and she started to get uncomfortable. One of us then informed her "You look like you're like twelve", and we went back to eating/putting on gear. She let out a nervous giggle before turning around and walking back to her table, running once she felt she was far enough away that we couldn't judge her. After about five minutes, the girl with the gray sweatshirt made her way over to our table. "I just wanted apologize for my friend", she told us. We then explained to her that we didn't go skiing to pick up girls, and that she should go back and report to her friends what the cute skier boys said to her, and then spend the next half hour unveiling the messages of passion and desire hidden behind our rude remarks. We left the lodge and went skiing, and never saw the girls again. In retrospect, they were more like sixteen than twelve, and we probably should have asked if they wanted to ride us in the chondola instead of telling them to fuck off, but whatever.
 
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