there was this girl from another local-ish mountain who was skiing at our hill one day. she was pretty good it seemed like (for a girl. get over it, dont bitch at me), skiing switch, hitting some jumps, etc.. the mountain she is from is known for their really good park. so she just happens to be a single, while my group of three goes through the line, and we get paired up. on the ride, she starts talking.
her: "your guys' park is really small."
us: "well i guess. its cool though"
her: "yeah, i dont get it"
us:"what the fuck, whats not to get?"
her: "i just dont get that its small"
us: "uhhh...."
her: "the mountain i ski at just put in a kicker thats 93 feet!"
us: "is it public?"
her: "yeah." (no fucking way would this mountain have a 93 footer for random people to kill themselves on). "yeah, the actual take off thing is like 17 feet, and then the table is like 80 feet"
us: "...."
we stopped talking to her, because she was breaking our brains.
but of course, she keeps talking...
"do you guys do backflips and stuff?"
"uh, i guess."
"because i never really see anyone here do backflips. at my mountain, most people do like double backflip 900's."
she said that people do double backflip 900's.
we all laughed at her, and did not say another word to her for the rest of the ride up.