^ He never claimed he was going to do it, he said stuff like, 'We'll see.' He's really just a kid out having the time of his life. Also, despite what you said, he never pussed out. He still ran his final run, getting second no less, with a fucked up wrist, broken foot, messed up back, minor concussion and that black eye (which he said didnt matter). Phrosty, i know that if you even pulled a muscle, lets say skiing, you would quit right there, go home and complain about the pain. Compared to Travis, a very accomplished athlete, your just a whiny little bitch who talks shit about people but never does anything about it. Even though I still love your insults man, I gotta defend Travis with this one.
----2ond in Command of DANSA-----
To Huck. v. The act of throwing oneself off of a cornice, cliff, rock, or any other thing that results in an attempt to fly.
If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bullshit.